My ruined face - I see myself withered and spotty, eyes wide in sagging flesh. When did I stop being me?
I See Myself
Tag: withered
Blackout Poetry Notes
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My ruined face - I see myself withered and spotty, eyes wide in sagging flesh. When did I stop being me?