Screams echo into the night as steel crumples. A pregnant, eternal pause brings foggy confusion, a sudden cool breeze.
Panic. Horror. Disaster. Slicing pain and splinters of jagged bone poking through skin.
For a moment, everything is a nightmare of blood and glass. And then, merciful, suffocating blackness.
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I know when I went into Limbo I promised no poetry in my journal. I swear...
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fucking loser.