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Heartbeats are pounding The fingertips are tingling Needles within the chest knits on a skin that’s aching Breathing But the air around is empty puddles, they are turning Grey and bluish Like the bruises On a pair of knuckles Can’t slow down Bloods pouring Filling The holes inside With overflowing chilies No it doesn’t burn …

Ivy

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