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Rushing Thoughts


I can't. I can't. I can't. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. Strangling me. Suffocating me. Clawing at my heart. Make it stop. Make it stop. Make it stop. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Sharp claws and teeth digging into the flesh... Even that won't save me now. I'm choking. Choking. Choking. Get it out. Get it out. Get it out. Kill me. Kill me. Kill me. I'll lose my mind. I can't take it anymore. Get it out of my chest. Get it out of my head. Get it out of my veins. Blood, blood, blood. Organs. Kidney, liver, heart, lungs. Beating, throbbing, swelling, flowing. Cut, slash, chop, slice. More, more, more, more. Bite, tear, rip. Help, help, help. More, more, more, more.
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