Gallery of Pain: Visions by Amy
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Amy
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bugs in the closets
snakes under the bed no can of insect spray can get rid of them eyes in the night my throat's full of phlegm dry but bitter taste of fear in my mouth scorpions closing in pain soaks through my skin can't escape from my dream beetles crawl from inside me when I open my mouth to scream |
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