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Routine activities drive my mind insane
Bordem eating away at each nerve
Breathing becomes a life sentence.
With every passing day this disease becomes worse,
Ripping at my flesh- and once through the surface- destroying the insides.
This plague is not satisfied,
The insides are dead and bloodless.
It was to late to even feed off of- my body-forgotten and good for nothing
Lying on the floor rotting,
Only the stench to remind others how untolerable and unworthy my life was.
Bordem eating away at each nerve
Breathing becomes a life sentence.
With every passing day this disease becomes worse,
Ripping at my flesh- and once through the surface- destroying the insides.
This plague is not satisfied,
The insides are dead and bloodless.
It was to late to even feed off of- my body-forgotten and good for nothing
Lying on the floor rotting,
Only the stench to remind others how untolerable and unworthy my life was.
this poem describes how i feel as those i am being eaten alive...enjoy
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i really like this... all the description and shtuff.... wow. i'm glad you came back
great job!
great job!