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What is left
Sometimes I don't know
What keeps me here
What tortures me enough to stay
I can't tell what I am anymore
A roll of flesh
Wanting nothing more than decay
To be consumed by earths hunger
or
A demon devouring itself away?
What keeps me here
What tortures me enough to stay
I can't tell what I am anymore
A roll of flesh
Wanting nothing more than decay
To be consumed by earths hunger
or
A demon devouring itself away?
Published 21st Dec 2024
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