Severe pains.

Infected by the toxic wastes
Softly suffocating the sacredness of my blood
Choking the innocent hope
That which controls the widgets of my emotional thoughts
Stabbing, gruesomely, the only piece of joy
That which brings fresh air and life into me

Body wounds
Head shots
Dismemberment of the soul

Repulsive fumes of depression
Seep effortlessly through my sensitive nose
My stomach struggles to survive through the deadly disease
But it gurgles and coughs in disgust

It's burning my lungs.
It's frying my heart.
It's slowly killing me softly.

How lethal

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