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adjusting
pain sears my body
laying claim
to piece's still
not
fully mine;
it ravages skin
covered
in
past sins
—sins not all
mine;
it consumes
mountains of emotion,
spitting them out
three times their
original mass
—everytime I swear
my lungs never shrieked
this severe;
I think,
once I finally
regulate pain with my breathing,
what would I feel
if the agony was
no longer real ?
© adiaelviancrw
laying claim
to piece's still
not
fully mine;
it ravages skin
covered
in
past sins
—sins not all
mine;
it consumes
mountains of emotion,
spitting them out
three times their
original mass
—everytime I swear
my lungs never shrieked
this severe;
I think,
once I finally
regulate pain with my breathing,
what would I feel
if the agony was
no longer real ?
© adiaelviancrw
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