Monday, August 10, 2009

And here I stand,
In pain. Never been in so much pain. I need to see blood, please let me be bleeding. No, I'm not leaking. I'm begging for death. Their comander thinks it's a trick, thinks I'm faking it. If I wish I was faking. Please let me be faking! No, still pain. I can't keep my eyes open, it's too much. They're kicking me and I don't care. It feels good to focus on other pain. Somebody grabs my wrist and pulls me up. I'm shreaking, why am I shreaking? The person who grabbed my wrist, they're gonna kill me...

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