Not yet corpses,
Yet we rot from the inside out.
We reek of agony and pain
So tired we can barely keep our eyes open from how drunk we are on our own sufferings.
-rotten
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Haunted |+18|
PoesiaA letter of all the things I cannot say out loud but am constantly thinking and being haunted by. Dark content used in the story Read at your own risk
Rotten
Not yet corpses,
Yet we rot from the inside out.
We reek of agony and pain
So tired we can barely keep our eyes open from how drunk we are on our own sufferings.
-rotten
