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Poems, i’ve made, will updated when I feel like it.
eating
April 20, 2025 at 08:42 AM
as sweet as an apple i was born
pure and clean as others take a bite of me
slowly decaying as time passes
as putrid as a rotten apple i become
dirty and soiled as others throw me out
my insides decaying as i become nothing more but a bad smell
what happened to that apple once born?