March 28, 2010
Pulsating cold
Rippling through my veins
Turning my insides black
Shifting my world upside down
Swirling vision
F*cking with my perception
I can't touch the wall
The ground falls out below
Tornado winds
Hitting my face like ice
I feel them turn to concrete
As I hit the sidewalk below

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