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Jul 2017
I can feel my heart dying
it's pulse weakens
as I lay in this,
filth;

My life -
I understand
to be man,
I must **** my heart
raise it like a Mayan god
and give into the grey
it can end no other way -
I am a dog, not a man.
Christopher Paul Godber
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Christopher Paul Godber  31/Cisgender Male/UK
(31/Cisgender Male/UK)   
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