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21h
consumed

Let me make you whole again.
Let my blood quench your thirst and my flesh fulfill your hunger.
Let me be part of you.

Become something other than
Something greater than
Myself.

Peal my exterior and strip me of my identity,
For I am nothing if not helpful.
Willing.
Selfless.

I must be those things because if I am not,
Who will ******* soul?
Who will find me desirable?

What am I if not consumed?
Written by
Icarus
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