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Infection |
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Laney Member
since 2002-12-18
Posts 85Illinois 
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I can smell it in slumber Spores spewing out infection moisture dripping inside the package veins pumping green blood to the wound secretions surface through the skin over filtration makes the pancreas rot I tear the dressing off Society I hear the screams I take the pulse The infection has gone too far Diagnosis is terminal. |
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Hollow_Emptiness Senior Member
since 2004-02-01
Posts 715New Zealand |
wow. speecless. "Why are my visions so unliving with dreams? And why do I no longer care?" - Stygian |
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