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Kipperoni
Apr 21, 2019
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My blood.

Has been damaged.

The disease is now contagious.

My veins.

They've been poisoned.

We had to much running.

My lungs.

Have started changing.

There was just too much around.

My head.

Has been stuck in clouds.

That have continued to grow around me.

My heart.

Is continuing to beat.

Through everytime, it's shattered.

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