My heart beats loudly, an unbalanced cymbal that crashes against its stand when struck. I can hear it in my ears, filling up my skull, blasting my brains into a mush, but I don't mind, I don't mind at all. I'm getting colder and colder as each day passes, bundling up and still I shake, I quiver in some cold wind and yet I'm still warmer than you,
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