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I’m rotting out of my skin And I’m repulsed By the feeling Of each breath I steal From this Cold dead world One day I hope I can watch It all burn down Only then Will I know God’s warmth
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Jul 23, 2022
Jul 23, 2022 at 12:46 AM UTC
Decay
I’m rotting out of my skin And I’m repulsed By the feeling Of each breath I steal From this Cold dead world One day I hope I can watch It all burn down Only then Will I know God’s warmth
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Jul 23, 2022
Jul 23, 2022 at 12:46 AM UTC
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