.Paranoia. Infected conception, grotesque perception
A cancerous mass envelopes my skin. Pathology painted hands graze contmination
Epidemicâ
ectoplasmâ
exits every orificeâ
wikth every breath I watch themâ
exhale
Exile my body and mind. This world is a disease, a fucking cancer.
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