floor suddenly ripped from beneath
nothing to grab on to, nothing near me
falling down into bottomless pit
everything reaching to get me
never hit bottom, just keep falling
heart torn out, gripped in hands of evil
beating faster, now scared
ripped to shreds nothing left
can't put pieces together
try so hard; paste, tape, nothing works
crying tears of fear, anger
falling down my face, dripping on floor
tears so hot, burning holes in floor
being torn from inside out
hands of evil scratching, clawing
tearing me piece by piece
nothing left, lifeless eyes
single tear falls, burning flesh
scattered on floor,
torn







But that also means i am busy no time to do too much cause i am gone all week.
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fly with the birds and die with the devils.
How have you been and how is everything going for ya? ? ?
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fly with the birds and die with the devils.
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. . . penitenzi agita . . .
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