i'd slit my own throat just 2 see if u'd mourn me
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infested with maggots
body stiff with rigor mortis
bloated and decaying
trees grow tall around me
roots penetrate my fragile body
clouds roll across the sky
indifferent to what lies below
how dare you turn away
like i am disgusting
as if you did not fucking leave me here
look at me.
face what you have done. ~ R.D
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