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feeling a funeral in your head,

once seemed stupid, kinda crazy,

Yes! Possibly? Maybe…

I feel a funeral in my head,

a stuffy screaming…

– Aaaarrrgh!

I sit, silent still, because

that is how it is done.

I was to escape. yes

Yes Naimee I am better than this.

Yes Anastacia, Yes Anastacia,

Tori above, Guinness below.

pop! pop! pop! my ear!

Let me out! Let me out!

I am trapped…cannot breathe.

Cannot talk…cannot scream

can not… … …can’t not…


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