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In a Whirlpool, Paralyzed

She lies on her mutilated rose-coloured sheets, supine, like a bedridden patient waiting for her time to be consumed. She thinks in an osculating dimension, stares in an oscillating depression. She quivers as forces her mind to slumber.

Then she slumbers deep.

Rapidly, subconsciously, her eyes move in a violent turgor. She dreams lucidly, both lids closed but slightly pulsating. She dives into a putrid swarm of memories, she swims through despair and malice and revenge. She erases all the people but the memories, she kept still.

Still, she slumbers deep.

Her television set whirs in static, noisy specks of gray and white. It was, like, communicating with her subconscious. Both the living and the neuter speaks to her in vowels, summoning her to divulge her eyes out, provoking her to shut her dreams off.

Tonight, she slumbered deep.

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In a Whirlpool, Paralyzed

She lies on her mutilated rose-coloured sheets, supine, like a bedridden patient waiting for her time to be consumed. She thinks in an osculating dimension, stares in an oscillating depression. She quivers as forces her mind to slumber.

Then she slumbers deep.

Rapidly, subconsciously, her eyes move in a violent turgor. She dreams lucidly, both lids closed but slightly pulsating. She dives into a putrid swarm of memories, she swims through despair and malice and revenge. She erases all the people but the memories, she kept still.

Still, she slumbers deep.

Her television set whirs in static, noisy specks of gray and white. It was, like, communicating with her subconscious. Both the living and the neuter speaks to her in vowels, summoning her to divulge her eyes out, provoking her to shut her dreams off.

Tonight, she slumbered deep.

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