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morbid
insidious need, I did grieve inside me
With dreaded grace, did fumble
Hateful understanding, my thoughts grew dark
Bleak in nature, they haunt
a morbid creature of little interest
spoke of my dismal state like I wasn't there
you oddling of faith
better off erased
My vision blurred, and I stared at my accuser
Who, with gleaful teeth, did rend my flesh
Sad honesty, my truth told in scars upon my body
The monster bold
The craving wraith spoke on
My demise tasty, it watched as I wither
catcalling my dreams and leaving me bitter
My only solace was my inner sanctum
Where I hid the best of me
the heart of me
my soul
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