Hooray for recording with no booth...
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I'm so sore sometimes,
because of them but more than that.
I can't speak sometimes,
it's like my body's been hacked.

I sit, and breathe, and empty myself,
so it has nothing attack.
Nothing to latch onto,
nothing to hurt. 
But it always beats me,
at first.

Out of nowhere,
I'm sick. I'm sick.
It's their fault,
but it's always been here.

Now it has a reason to scream,
to writhe.

Small Child with Basketball ruins perfectly good recording session (Aka. Log's From Space)

Caelan De Jager