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Scorching hot Festering wound Filled with not pus But words unspoken. Let them spill forth now Before they become uncontrollable And gush with a flow too fierce For my broken spirit.
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Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 9:40 PM UTC
festering wounds
Scorching hot Festering wound Filled with not pus But words unspoken. Let them spill forth now Before they become uncontrollable And gush with a flow too fierce For my broken spirit.
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Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 9:40 PM UTC
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