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Rancid

by Vikki Owens

I smell decay in this,
the dirt pulls away from itself,
separates...
I am asleep, stagnate in
my body,
motionless and destroyed...

09/24/2003

Posted on 09/25/2003
Copyright © 2026 Vikki Owens

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