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Cursed

 
 
slithering, slimy to the touch  
do you know me?  
do you care to?

I'm an infection  
a bacteria multiplying in your system  
rot, the stench of death  
 
entering your blood stream  
with my acidic flow  
burning all it touches  
 
beauty in me foreshadowed by decay  
on this day I want to be ugly  
let it all hang out  
 
I don't want to makeup my face  
where a mask and doll it up  
 
pull away from me I'm toxic  
my honesty is deadly  
creeps up and takes a piece of your innards  
 
gnawing on the gore like a zombie  
filling a void in me  
I gorge  
 
the light and dark in me clashing  
I put on the night covering my sin  
wicked I delight in the cringe  
 
I reach to the tree of enlightenment  
though it alludes me today  
 
vampiric in nature I must feed  
I don't want to suck from your soul  
banish me from whence I came  
 
darkness incarnate  
a thing of hell  
seeking whom I may devour  
 
this is a time of truth and beauty  
I'm defiled don't touch  
I bite back  
 
 
 
 
 
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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