if there was an I

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it would feel like a knife is being ripped through my heart
in slow motion with a thousand tons of pressure
if i was shaking any faster
id probably disappear into the ether
it would feel like something is gripping my spine
no, it would feel like a short circuit in my nerves
it would feel like my lungs have been exposed
i mean i thought that blood was supposed to flow
well then how come mine feels like its churning
it must be coming from my balls
they forever seem to ignore me
they don't think logically at all
and it seems that i will forever suffer
until they get what it is they want
so many different images in my head
and all of them are of me and you making love
oh the torture
tears fall down my face
oh my stomach
the anxiety
i couldn't fake this
and thats exactly why i don't stay here
i must go back to being in his grace
only in his presence am i spared