A Sick Escape
Awesome elixers
Nether realm nectors
Breath stripped bare of body
A new resembalance to the body before birth
Death before the ever slow machined of decay
manifested in all-that haunts me as i sense it
burried in black holes in the constant build up
human feces and debri
I am just the leftovers of me
All i have ever been
The ruined one
The ever lost
An urge to usurp self
The movements beyond the hidden entrails
Expose the vast gore that spawns worlds
Made a ghost in every action
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