internal maggots
eating my heart
I gouge at myself
to get them out
decaying and rotting
my mind and soul
I sit and I die
I rot in the cold
inside out
I die within
maggots eating me
underneath my skin
is anyone there
to say goodbye
to tell me they love me
before I die
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