Rotting
Rotting poem stories
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kira
kira Ig:@kira_the_wordsmith
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Just tell me your views about it. I am so confused regarding this piece.

Rotting

Brittle nails

Brittle nails Inside my skin

Bumblebee's

Bumblebee's Broken sting

I am noxious

Or is it him?

His tongue

His tongue Smelly sock

His tongue Smelly sock in my mouth

His leather belt

His leather belt making blues

His leather belt making blues out of my grouse

I am too scarred

To exist aloud

Crushed,

Crushed, As rose bud

Crushed As rose bud not even ripe

Death tastes sweeter

Death tastes sweeter Than this rotten life

( At least for me)

(Where else can I find relief?)

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