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the fear holds me

i do not know where i am

i feel the cold of the place

the rot stench

the worst nightmare

gets real

mental condition

without escape

mangled in the morgue

voices sourrounding

they talk about my death

indeterminate reason

it will be necesary to intervene

blood, horror and mutilation

describes the situation

asphyxiating desperation

total conscience without reaction

as animal in a slaughterhouse

flesh and bones exposed

organs out of the body

body fluids spilling

i open my eyes

i recover the breath

i wake upscreaming

mangled in the morgue