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Alone abeit my destruction

Intracellular lining,
Constricting.
Pain, Affliction, Malady,
Sickness induced misery.

I am broken.

Shattered,
Mutilated, my fragments fall in disarray.
Each piece, ominously pounds to the floor.
Not the delicate clatter I wish for,
So I can ignore...

This creeping sensation,
That caresses my mind.
Shrieking and flinging thoughts of hate and rage its way,
I can't escape, evade, avoid this monster.

So I let go,
I slip away.

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