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I'll sit here, like dead meat I'll lay here like an obnoxious presence Flys surround me not to disturb but, to remind you of my dead existence I'll sit here, as a corpse that sees, as a corpse that breathes, as a corpse that hears and feels I'll sit here, in patience as your hell slowly drips into my heaven I'll sit here, as my heaven slowly drips into your hell O, you must be glad I could surely tell I'll still be here, to watch your frown turn into a vicious smile I could surely tell, that you have been waiting for this all this while, For all your life -Kaya
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Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 1:20 PM UTC
Inert Existence
I'll sit here, like dead meat I'll lay here like an obnoxious presence Flys surround me not to disturb but, to remind you of my dead existence I'll sit here, as a corpse that sees, as a corpse that breathes, as a corpse that hears and feels I'll sit here, in patience as your hell slowly drips into my heaven I'll sit here, as my heaven slowly drips into your hell O, you must be glad I could surely tell I'll still be here, to watch your frown turn into a vicious smile I could surely tell, that you have been waiting for this all this while, For all your life -Kaya
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Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 1:20 PM UTC
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