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the lie
sits deep down in my gut like
some terrible rotting thing
living there
in continuous decay
replenishing itself only
to diminish me again
attaining perpetual putrefaction
some terrible rotting thing
living there
in continuous decay
replenishing itself only
to diminish me again
attaining perpetual putrefaction
Published 5th Dec 2014
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Anonymous
5th Dec 2014 9:10pm
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6th Dec 2014 2:31am
19th Dec 2014 5:05pm
Lies do these kinds of things. I like the image of replenishment and perpetuity. Lies do recycle themselves, unfortunately. Great write.
