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Poetry for Death Addicts
Deep inside the moistened earth
Worms are given rebirth
Feasting on the freshly dead
Maggots crawl inside the head
The putrid smell of rot and decay
A lovely smell to those in graves
Seeking the flesh to fill their maws
The eaters are bound to no man’s laws
But what happens if you’re still alive
As the critters set up their hive
Under your skin the eggs hatch?
Inside your veins they will latch
Eating and sucking at the blood flow
In agony you scream from your hole
You are alive but you are left for dead
What’s that moving inside your head?
The smell of dirt mixed with your bowels
Flesh peeling away as you turn sour
Pounding away at the wooden box
Franticly fighting at the ticking tocks
Gasping becomes weaker in thinning air
Wishing once more for the sun’s glare
Begging again to pray on your knees
As you are eaten away in agony
Worms are given rebirth
Feasting on the freshly dead
Maggots crawl inside the head
The putrid smell of rot and decay
A lovely smell to those in graves
Seeking the flesh to fill their maws
The eaters are bound to no man’s laws
But what happens if you’re still alive
As the critters set up their hive
Under your skin the eggs hatch?
Inside your veins they will latch
Eating and sucking at the blood flow
In agony you scream from your hole
You are alive but you are left for dead
What’s that moving inside your head?
The smell of dirt mixed with your bowels
Flesh peeling away as you turn sour
Pounding away at the wooden box
Franticly fighting at the ticking tocks
Gasping becomes weaker in thinning air
Wishing once more for the sun’s glare
Begging again to pray on your knees
As you are eaten away in agony
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