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Undead

drawn to quarters,
insignificant can't stop me;
i grow everything once,
feeling the change, calling.

once i knew everything,
i was indestructible and vile;
i was surrounded, bifercated
and drew my own blood sport.

if you knew me, i was soft &
grew weak but high;
pieces
gone.
Written by jessica_orr (Jessica Orr)
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