-My pitiful shell-

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"Sometimes when I close my eyes, it feels like I'm floating.

Floating endlessly in an ocean of blackness.

I see memories, a slideshow of images that are not mine, flash before me.

Songs I have never sung.

The lyrics have no meaning to me.

My lungs burn, screaming at me to 'go up! go up!'.

What do they mean? Why would I to listen to the wailing of my measly body? It doesn't matter.

I feel fine. I've survived this long without it.

I don't need warmth.

The bright, bloody, flesh tunnel scares me, it's light hurts my head.

So I look away.

The ceaseless ocean welcomes me with open arms.


I am home."


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