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Sunday June 24th 2012, 8:51 pmAs I slowly became coherent, my vision was sealed off, the light of day barely peering through the red membranes of my skin. Stuck and cemented by a thick layer of crusted goop, I had to pry using my fingers to break the lids open, I could almost hear the sound of stickiness. Reflected in the mirror I could only half see, blinded by the pasted ooze and swollen flesh. Thick viscous yellowish white smears across my cheek, but gritted and abrasive like sand. The tissue of one eye, was as blood, soupy with excess fluids. My sight was like staring into a wound.
An Infectious View
June 24th 2012
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