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Writer's pictureraqueloneloveheali

In the way of myself

it’s a ticking

a slight tapping

a mild ringing

a solid knocking

an aching, throbbing

a minor nuisance

a major annoyance

a tick a tock

………….i feel it rumble in there, waiting to get out, I’m unsure what it is, but my soul is sure as HELL not at ease.

WHAT THE…man, it has to boil over, heat, explode, it has to i just know.

…..but, what? i ask, what? will make it burst….the shell is loose, i feel it more, it’s fine ill let it crackle…it’s fine the rumble is tolerable, the twitching is solid, i can handle a bit more wrateling…what will make it fly off, explode into fragmen so small all you will see is

the light of the explosion…blinding, colorful, full and bright….

i mean, once my shell explodes

there will be room for so, much, more…..

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