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I feel like drowning here, here in my bed.
Soft and tender fabrics slowly suffocaiting me.

I start hear voices that does not exist.
Start to feel something that is not there.

The lack of oxygen, makes me feel dizzy.
My false fiction starts to spin.

Unconscious, numb and empty.
My everything just leaks through my cold fingers.

And then everything is just comfortable and silent.....


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Vihaan humalaisia ihmisiä, oli ne sitten hilpeitä tai agressiivisiä.