Pain
I can't get enough air in my lungs
I feel like I'm drowning
Drowning in acid
I feel the pain spreading from my head like a thousand little warriors stabbing my nerves.
Always in pain
Like swimming in the styx.
Like my soul is being burnt from my mortal body.
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