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the maggots are eating my heart they think i am dead i breathe in the dirt i let you in first i need you to make me hurt
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Sep 14, 2017
Sep 14, 2017 at 9:42 PM UTC
the art of premature burial
the maggots are eating my heart they think i am dead i breathe in the dirt i let you in first i need you to make me hurt
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Sep 14, 2017
Sep 14, 2017 at 9:42 PM UTC
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