Should this mortal coil
Resonating within
Fallen slave to this plague terror
Find ruin again
Ill beckons me homeward
To drought ridden fields
Teething reckless it duplicates
Ground zero rises
And breathes right
Exhales like me
The lacerations
Bed sores rotting
Orientation unto my own demise
Masked men unearth my organs in the search for the un-benign
Malignant cells rebreeding
Graceful disposition
In the name of innovation
Wait
That’s not
That’s not right
We can’t hide this blight
How can you not see
It takes over me
I’m shattered
Viscera spread
Mouth agape for the vermin
Viscera spread
Holding knives
Whispers give in
I will not falter
I won’t give in
I will not falter
Read me the print
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