Bittersoft and sicklysweet,
Loud and long and hard,
I pray to god my soul to keep,
If I should depart.
Hugely unsatisfying,
Strangely electrifying,
Sickening,
Am I dying?
A world so inside my head,
Weird sensations all around,
Could it be that I'm already dead?
Please,
Somebody,
I need to be found.
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