A cold and spiny creature nests beneath my breastbone. It pushes my organs aside for a bed, lining it with hatred plucked and gnawed from its body. When it stirs, I clench my jaw, sending pain through my teeth. It infects me. Like some horrific fetus fatally misplaced, it writhes if investigated. So I leave it. It can't get out. For now.
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...i don't like this post.
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