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Jul 2022
I’m rotting out of my skin
And I’m repulsed
By the feeling
Of each breath
I steal
From this
Cold dead world

One day I hope
I can watch
It all burn down
Only then
Will I know
God’s warmth
#sad #religion #spilledink #god #anger #wrath #poem #poetry #decay #rebirth #cold #warm
Kat Schaefer
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Kat Schaefer  25/F/USA
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