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What is this...how did this all happen.
Little pieces sewn together that make a beautiful disaster.
I wrote this before.
Repeating words. That's all I am. Repeating words, actions.
On a constant loop.
Swallowed by the sickness but brought to life by a basic pill.
Breathe it in.
Calming.
Sweet bliss.
The desire is not for enjoyment, a new desire has overcome.
Numb.
Numb it all.
Just don't let them know. They can never know. Never.