Not in a quick and painless way, but slowly... gradually.. in rhyme motion.
I was helpless without any body parts to run away or avoid, the process of being eaten.
I almost choked for being still. Letting everything happens in weird way of suffering not building any self defense to stop.
I'm a piece of helpless cake screaming for some help. Because the feeling always coming back without a greetings.
Every place that I stepped on to never missed a thing for reminding me the existence of 'cake feeling'.
Dammit, I miss you.
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