Decay


Bleak Desolation
My own incarceration
Twitching,trembling as I crawl
My own flesh I maul
Scraping,Bruising
My life I'm losing
Heart wrenching
fists clenching
I can no longer see
Bleeding the light within(me)
Blood flowing
Nauseaa growing
There's nothing left(of me)

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