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The Cocoon (Part 2)

Wait what is this, I'm all still and warm like fresh pie This is sooo weird because for a minute I thought I was about to die Is this death then, black all around you, can't move a muscle My conscience tells me to attempt to break free, but it's not worth the hustle I admit I feel very weird, but however, relaxed and comfortable We can co-exist, me and my cocoon I call it, are very compatible Its only been 3 minutes and I've been feeling like I'm on the moon Now a very powerful ectasy is engulfing me, it'll take over soon My half human half spirit body is plunging through nothingness What will happen to me, where am I going, I can't even guess Now I have no body, hands, nothing, but my vision... I open my mouth to scream, but no one seems to wanna listen Its no use, but I still feel good, the ectasy never left I can now see another larvae and I'm accusing it of theft Then it goes still, then it's wrapped in a shell Then something flies and I'm like what the hell I'm looking in awe until I feel the ground under me give away and I fell Can I fall, without a body, it doesn't seem right Now I'm angry, raged, poised and ready for an all out fight It seems like I'm about to hit the ground, I'm scared for my life Fear is for the first time piercing me like a large butcher's knife This is too unbearable, I'm thinking someone please save me Then a voice in my head booms the words "Break free"

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