Poem -
Destruct

Sitting by the seaside flipping my sand filled slippers
The fly's drone their melancholy hum drifting through my ears and sinking into my rotting brainĀ
People pass by and stare as my once youthful skin melts like the wax of a candle dripping onto the driftwood debris
Please just let me sit in my pale yellow dress and decay into nothing but gravelĀ

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