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pulling me up by the hole of my headand my ears open up to the sounds of the violencethe conflict at hand is still steadily fedas my head opens up to the sounds of disturbanceit disabled my mind to another stateof subconcious, obnoxious, paralysis drivei deny gratifying impulses of hatemisdirection, perception, enabled too latei was stung by the stingingi'm bleeding from the bitingi was stung by the stingingi'm bleeding from the biting anxietyfiring neurons in my headwill compel me to correct the source of disturbancedeterminism makes me feel deadi have not resolved my internal abundanceof instinct drives motivation of fantasyis punished by my social stateresult of the conflict produces anxietyformulating pressure into hateneuroticism engulfs all...defense mechanisms call... out...i was stung by the stingingi'm bleeding from the biting anxiety...
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