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damnations ghoul
The shards of glass underneath the fingernails dig deeper every time I crawl out of the dark, yet the light never gets closer.
burnt flesh covered in fresh earth, and the light smells like afterbirth,
tortured and tenderized soul stuck amongst the living as limbos scourge.
© Rexican
burnt flesh covered in fresh earth, and the light smells like afterbirth,
tortured and tenderized soul stuck amongst the living as limbos scourge.
© Rexican
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