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Jan 7
My mistakes consume me,
eating my body inside out,
a torturing, deadly fever
with no way to cease.

My skin feels hot,
almost like it'll melt
and expose my rotten flash
for everyone to see.
Left To Rot
Written by
Left To Rot  21/M/Abby's
   Rob Rutledge and Healer
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