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WE WERE PUT HERE TO ROT.
like an apple,
rotting from the core and working it's way out.
like a tree,
eventually the roots begin to rot and destroy the tree.
EVERYTHING THAT LIVES ROTS.
stripped of happiness and hope.
sometimes you have to take medicine,
to stop the rotting.
some take the decaying,
as a lesson.
we live just to die and breathe just to live.
like an apple,
rotting from the core and working it's way out.
like a tree,
eventually the roots begin to rot and destroy the tree.
EVERYTHING THAT LIVES ROTS.
stripped of happiness and hope.
sometimes you have to take medicine,
to stop the rotting.
some take the decaying,
as a lesson.
we live just to die and breathe just to live.
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