Your chemical trap,
joy up to the death.
Hallucination from so fresh and weak creature.
The walls ripple,
a sharp pain from the arm up to the heart.
I feel cold to the heart and I don't breathe,
then cry leave.
I see a nightmare monster,
he/she sees me he deforms.
venerdì 23 gennaio 2009
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