I can see it crumbling, I can sense it falling, I can hear it failing. Something's wrong, like sour water, like eating glass, like a wandering lamb on a sea of sand. Senses are missing, corrupted feelings, clashing thoughts, corroding everything inside, rotting everything outside, unnerving, relentless, unstoppable. Like a thousand needles colliding with my every nerve, like melting fire harvesting my every thought. My chest hurts, like a numb limb, like a restless parasite, feeding away all there is in me, slowly slaying all there is to it, viciously killing itself, graciously killing me.
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