I'm diving into a black-hole

The light hurts my eyes

My heads pounding

Is this my house ?

The smell of breakfast burns

I wish the birds would stop singing

My minds shattered

I stand slowly, it's not happening

I see the carnage of the night before

I fall in my blackhole again !

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