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Apr 2019
There is a cauldron inside my chest, inside my bones
bubbling and seeping
the sickly green glow
the bubbles pop with a wet sticky splat

If the fire isn't put out soon
the poison will be everywhere
it will eat through the floor
and leave nothing
but a hole
Written by
Elena
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