Breathless, soundless, emotionless visions.
Dreams that only the darkness has seen.
They crowd me uncontrollably
Until I lay weeping in the dead of night.
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What's Killing Me
PoesíaWhat's Killing Me is a collection of poems. Entry 1. Date: 16/41/2297 I don't want to remember what day it is. I'm suffocating, suffocating, suffocating. Void surrounds me, follows me, devours me. I'm being consumed by nothing. I'm being consumed...
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Breathless, soundless, emotionless visions.
Dreams that only the darkness has seen.
They crowd me uncontrollably
Until I lay weeping in the dead of night.
