A little something I wrote 3 months ago

I’ve had a huge craving to scream as hard and as loud as I could to stop time, to wake you up, to petrify life for a solid, thick moment. There is something that is talking to me. There is something that is turning me inside out. And that scream, like the last welp heard before a bloody animal death during a fatal fight is instinctual. I need to make my mark audibly before I permeate this new place that I’m getting sent to against my will.

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