thepatient

The hospital
2004-05-27 04:24:58 (UTC)

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sweating, and burning, seeing, no eyes....
cutting, and reeking, fire, demise...
watching, and crying, for all of my days,
my body keeps sighing,for it knows all the ways...
the day... will come... when there wont be a sun...
to rise... get high... in the mist of death...
a day... will come... when you all run...
because ur afraid... of the mist of death...




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