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oni
Poems
Oct 2015
they called me a *******; they werent entirely wrong
i cannot help but feel
that i am clinging to
a corpse
after the dog has died
the flesh is
rotting
and my bed
reeks
but i cannot help
but come back
to this
every night
#love
#heartbreak
#metaphor
#death
#relationships
#corpse
#rotting
#flesh
#rotten
#*******
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