My burden
My weight to carry alone
Inside me
Down through the very marrow of my bones
My sickness
You can catch it if you get too close
It'll tear you down
Cut off your fire and destroy us both
Unforgetting, unbelieving, impure
Unrelenting, uncunning, unsure
My burden
Mine to carry
My demise
My weakness
My escape
My disguise
My distinction
My destiny
My hate
My destruction
Soft skin to shove
Through the snow bank
Unforgetting, unbelieving, impure
Unrelenting, uncunning, unsure
So much human rot
But what else have I got?
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