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Jul 2015
the taste of yesterday lies dead on my tongue
and between my teeth I bite into today
half hearted a stranger to myself, I keep breathing
the stench of decay through a straw until I see
all beauty will one day disappear from view
and I will leave a stinking corpse for others to bury
Written by
nivek
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