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bucket bucket full of water
stick my hand in make it hotter
skin is flying
i am dying grab my head
am i dead
ripped my shirt
this s**t hurts
is it over coming closer darkness draws in
acid claws and fingers missing
blood is dripping
fingers curling
stomic hurling
try to hold it but i fold
my eyes are rolling
eyelids scrolling
cough up blood
looks like mud
scream and cry
want to die
acid searing
eyes are tearing
make-up smearing
air stops coming
it's too much man this sucks
hand is gone
scream so long
head is rushing
face is flushing
lost my mind
short with time
bleeding out
scream and shout
why'd i do this
think i'll loose it
pull my hair
gasp for air
lungs are mad
brain is bad
wrist is gone
want to yawn
sleep is writting
still i'm halting
punch the ground
hear no sound
tears are falling
death is calling
bones dissintergrate
soul dissipates
fall on the floor
bucket begs for more
other arm gets dumped in
starts it all up again
grind my teeth
such intense heat
bucket coated red
please tell me i'm dead
i can't stand it
no one understands it
no pain
no gain
and my heart beats fast
i fear this breath will be my last
acid seeps
death creeps
it's so slow i'm falling
graves calling
HERE I COME...