i feel sick.
not in the way that your stomach twists and your throat hurts.
but in a way where your mind is
hazy and you can feel yourself
losing control.
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i feel sick.
not in the way that your stomach twists and your throat hurts.
but in a way where your mind is
hazy and you can feel yourself
losing control.