It reverberates through every fiber
A throbbing that does not disappear
As though my mind and body
were on a revolt against life
I, their victim lie helpless
cringing as each move I make
burrows the needles of pain
deeper into the marrow of my bones
Muscles wound tightly beneath skin
One more twist and I will be nothing
but a mess of exploded muscles
lying in a pool of death.
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