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Palpations Subside.
My heart is a cage; Plagued with chains,
From which I cannot seek escape.
A fleshy tomb contains my soul,
Writhing in agony. Afflictions take their toll.
Left mutilated and unhealed.
Such fragile fragments, cannot be renewed.
Forsaken, forlorn, and abused,
Such wounds leave no point of restore.
Each beat counts down, in steady rhythm.
Until the day my frail heart beats no more...
From which I cannot seek escape.
A fleshy tomb contains my soul,
Writhing in agony. Afflictions take their toll.
Left mutilated and unhealed.
Such fragile fragments, cannot be renewed.
Forsaken, forlorn, and abused,
Such wounds leave no point of restore.
Each beat counts down, in steady rhythm.
Until the day my frail heart beats no more...
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