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Tight pincers are squeezing my temples. A ceaseless attempt to collapse their pillars, under the cover of night.
The springs in the mattress dig into my ribs. I can't lie still, should they spirals up into my lungs.
My legs feel heavy.
Knees and feet, cumbersome ball & chains. Heavy and sore, keeping me tied to these tortures.
My eyes feel like someone else, Maybe I'm wearing a mask to help them make me forget where I am. Ill-sized and sore. Maybe those same pincers trapped them in my skull.
Minute after minute, torments go on.
But here are the doctors! You all examine me writhe, private diagnosis. Your shinning this light and that.
Where are your tools? Your scalpels, your drugs, your protective adorn.
Is that why you're not helping me? Huh? What?-
Why aren't you helping me, I ask you again?
Please, agree, I ask you
I beg you!
I demand you!
FOR THE SAKE OF ALL!!, WHY WON"T YOU-
Tight pincers are squeezing my temples. A ceaseless attempt to collapse
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