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Old 07-14-2010, 01:36 AM

Chaos.


Spinning, paranoia, pure anguish and suffering.
A messy, depraved lack of dullness.
Everything exploding at the same time.
Running around, looking, searching to no avail all your senses flooded with stimulants.
Its like you're on all of the drugs in the world.
You fall down, breaking skin
A single thought courses through your mind "I gotta move or I’m gonna die"
So you tumble and twist, trying to keep up with the continuous motion.
Your heart beats, stomach churns.
You get lightheaded and dizzy.
Your ripped flesh seeping blood
The rivers pour from your veins
As you lie, spent, tired, dying.
Even as you drift away from this world
Your blood still flows.
Chaotic. Free.

 


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