what do u feel?
a clock in your throat, through your heart, through your ventricals through your valves.....
what do see?
its the tree reach with the aching,shaking, waking sleeping ladies......
what do you hear?
its ghosts haunting brickbinding walls with me death in it definately trying to deafen it....
what a zany what a zany death
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