decays decedent drills,
press against putrid flesh,
leaving lacerations of longing
from lost lovers, dying to live
& living to die.
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decays decedent drills, press against putrid flesh, leaving lacerations of longing from lost lovers, dying to live & living to die. In a listA contest entry
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