xx. crushed

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I withered beneath your touch
It melted my flesh to the bone
And you crushed my body
I was beneath you—I could not escape
From the gaseous poison
Oozing from your swollen lips
Or the claws piercing my throat
I thought I screamed
But I could not make a sound.

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