Thursday, March 22, 2012

I feel sick.
That can't be real but it looked it felt
This is five. 
so very real
Ignore the sirens.
it looked just like her

Even if you leave this room, you can never leave this room. 
It's not

shes dead but it looked she's fucking dead alright
This is eight. 
i feel sick
We have killed your friends. 
where am i

Every friend is now dead.
i feel sick
it hurts why does it hurt
My brother was actually eaten by wolves one winter on the Connecticut Turnpike 
it hurts
Mom it hurts.

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