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FOG
FOG It starts again,<b> forbidden </font></b>to blink. A lingering fog corroding thoughts in the front of my mind. Asphyxiating everything I do, enveloping and cloaking my actions influencing my muscles, I close my eyes, then open my mind Every flash of darkness displays a new picture of old things. Long stares they play like movies, Skin covered in chills, Keep moving, Stay busy, Hallucinating I leave on a cloud trapped in my heart consumed, tormented You come to me, |
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Remembering someone not present? I suppose there could be many possible meanings to your prose. FOG
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