my body is in a trashbag
my body has become a prison. no longer am i in control. all of my willpower, all of my energy is devoured by the monster in my blood it hungers, it bares its teeth it never allows me to rest my hips my knees my ankles they do not carry me. my breathing always cut short my vision always seeing stars this monster never tires ravaging my body what more can be taken from me? i cannot fight i am frail i have become a porcelain doll, who's joints are stuck.
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