corpse, a dead language
i wish my life could holdthe vanishing part of my body
like the first scene in prometheus
i feel so bad that my corpse must
be taken in charge by people i don't
know that stinking, it must be taken away
Poetry by yes, kant can

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Written on 2018-02-10 at 17:46




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