sit inside,
eat my insides,
symptoms arrive
and make me want,
what took his mind,
don't mind me
sentence this time
can I be
sit in aches
abuse my crave
sell me out
unfold me
feels so great
to not feel hate
to forget
the burning
settle down,
no time to ground,
till I'm below
what's below me
silent sounds
torturous bine
to what's now
behind me
©friedman27
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