i can cut it open
with a razor
with my nails
i can tear it up to shreads
u r in there?
i can't percive my hands
i'm inside
i can't feel real
it didn't happen
it's been a year fifty years ten years
wake up
please take me back
home
it doesn't exist
i can feel it on the inside
crawling
i can feel my insides
i can't feel my body
no legs
help me
tears r so deliciuos
warm strings tightened
around my neck
do it
jump no one will care
just sleep
under the water
i don't remember
what she? looks like
body
no body
not me
not here
never been
help me
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