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Dec 2018
fetid skin,
so worn and thin.
it bears not hope,
to keep it in.
Awash beneath,
a sea of sin.
You'll go without,
and die within.
the mind is, the mind is, the mind is surface tension
Slime-God
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Slime-God  24/M/Canada
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