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we have evolved
we don't need the moon to transform
but the pain hasn't resolved

that blistering sting
in the bottom of my spine
spreading like million needles
bulged veins in a root pattern
each hair piercing the skin
one after another

broken jaw, torn skin
the cracks in my face
forming the shape

swelled veins run to arms and legs
bursting out the nails, scattering blood
like a fucked up massacre

I'm the nastiest amongst us
I taste my fingers

eyes burn
flame remain
I scream to that
unbearable pain

AhhhhhhWoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

resonance chorusing
the howls of the pack

am covered in
fur coat

looking down from
a parapet



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Written by dejure (vick)
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