Growing Venom
Poisoned I am
Burdened by the growing venom
As it progresses my mind
I feel I slowly die
The poison makes the world pass by
In the blink of an eye
And I die
Growing venom
A burden for all
Marching on until we fall
I feel the venom rot my soul
Inside out I see the toll
A rotted shell of what i use to be
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