An intolerable pricking pain and all I could think of was how to endure it further.
It was spearing my skin six layers deep, augmenting with the time.
My mind had become insensate at the verge of twinge.
I could barely intuit the vicinity. I had become numb.
After hours of pain and discomfort, I could finally have you.
I wish there was an easier way of getting inked.
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Moments of mute are those silent phases of one's life which are so intense that one could hardly feel the presence of his neighboring creatures and environment.
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