p a r a l y z e d

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p a r a l y z e d

Your eyes are bloodshot.

Almost concealing the blues and purples which sag beneath your eyes.

They swim within the pools of icy waters.

Your pale body is left in a paralyzed state.

Frozen, stuck in time.

Your face is finally at peace.

Serenity.

My body crouches over in a fettle position.

The coolness of the tiles tickle my feet.

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I still hear my loud pleas.

My screams.

The piercing sounds which still echoes in my mind.

.

.

No one comes.

No one cares.

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