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Mar 2022
I want to eat
until I don't feel anymore
because
when I feel
I don't want to eat anymore.




I'm going to start seriously drinking again
because
I've been doing a lot of serious thinking again.

**** rhyme.
It's been made
ten thousand times.
*******.
**** me.

If you die
before me,
I'll exhume you
and curl up
against the
cold flesh.

Finally your outside
will match
your insides.

Chilled,
and rotting.
Justin S Wampler
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Justin S Wampler  30/M
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