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Click hereeyes sinking in
deep within the caverns of my skull
hair; ashen and grey
brittle, falling out and combusting when you look at it
stomach slowly shriveling in;
molding around a deformed pregnant womb.
My mouth splits at the seem
and crackles into pieces as I smile
I have holes burrowing
throughout my teeth.
The skin around the tips of my fingers
shrinks, showing inch by inch of bone down past my nails.
My knees shrivel and the caps fall off
through loose, stringy, stretched flesh.
My feet are on backwards, toes bending up.
A grey, fragile, bugged, turtled little me,
skeleton compacting upon itself.
If i were to suffer said paid...
would it really matter?
would it be worth anything to me?
would i live again...