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I rot in my room for days.
The dust collects
unlike my final thoughts,
my blood splattered.
Keep the lights off
because the darkness
that devoured every inch of me
provides a sickening comfort.
I know that
you wouldn't bring me flowers
and mourn.

- Sinner in a Coffin

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