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i am dead, rotted from the inside out.

you have tried saving me stuffing organs, blood, and petals into my cavity.

there is nothing you can do,ive been dead for along time already.

the only salvation is death.

 

bloody petals are falling, heavy moans are escaping, dirty tears are dripping, and my black eyes are shutting. blackness is pooling around and everything is turning gray. all beauty has been drained and the Earth is covered in soiled petals.

now the Earth i rotted and everyhing is perfect.

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