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I’m on my bed
Writing this
Nothing but
Empty flesh
Rotting away
Turning to ash
I just wasn’t
Meant to last
I’m dying, I’m
Withering away
Slowly fading
Day by day
Once I’m gone
There will be no trace
That I ever existed
In this place.
Rotting
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