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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