Carve me from my anguish.
Fallow my being.
Secrete my faith.
For it is a torment.
Carve out my ends.
Make me feel again.
String me up.
Enact this affliction.
Carve in this face.
Make me whole.
Embed a new life.
One you can dispose.
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Author:
Noah (
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