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Sucking

It drains me sucking life and joy and happiness out of my body in till there is nothing left but deep misery and pain its sadness all the time and no joy comes in I am guarded and protected by my fist I am violent and reckless I toss and turn in bed trying to fight the monsters away but they come back every night sucking more and more every night in till it’s over they had really sucked it all out of me I was dead the only corpse with a smile on their face the sucking was over.




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