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Killing Time
23 Jun 2021
A soulless corpse? Birthed imploding black hole. / Looks not for love, Cares not for touch, Needs not for warmth. Thinks not for then, Hopes not for now, Dreams not for when. / A soulless corpse? Lives apathy ever after.
Tags:
Dark Humor
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Death
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Grim Reaper
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Medical
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Poetry