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Rotten
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em fev 08, 2016
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All things rot. 
The only difference is how they do.

Do they rot by themselves?
Starting from the inside and slowly killing itself bit by bit.

Or do they rot because of other reasons?
Inflicting damage on the outside,
 breaking the skin and seeping through.

Both are painful.

How about you? How do you rot?
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°MalexMale
°Sexual Content
°Violence
°Abuse
°Triggering Content
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