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Oct 2018
Feeling lifted from my skin and cast to the wind;
mind melting through my pores;
eyes slink out their sockets and look back,
viewing my unknown expression full

What now, what left is there for me to desire alone;
salacious world now reversed on my visage,
my shell figure strayed and brown
Written by
Jacob Thomas  20/M/Wisconsin
(20/M/Wisconsin)   
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