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| There is this bomb that wants to blow up, I feel as if I�m swimming in a death cup. I feel myself being pulled by waves of rivers, Up and down my body I feel a shiver. I start to lose breath the deeper I go, So I start to mellow and grope. I start to feel my soul move towards hell, As my heart starts to slowly swell. I feel my heart burst into pieces, My satiability slowly decreases. My skin starts turning purple, As if there was some purpose. |
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