Inside

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I feel dead,
my body harden,
and is cold as lead,
my head spinning,
as he breathes inside of me,
he choked me,
and dug he claws in,
i cried screamed,
as he rips open my skin,
this is it,
this is my end,
As my demon wakes up,
the pain starts over again.