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Sweet bite it was said, will cure the ill and the weak

Believe doctors said, as the teeth were cutting me deep

So much time ahead to spend, will you find what you seek?

Another journey with an ending, though. It's an ending you can't see

All these dreams were swallowed dead

Cut open they lay before me, hollowed out my soul senselessly

Crimes masqueraded as choices

Red leeches always greedy, feasting upon all those years of clueless living

Till you're done

Walking amongst the dead, sweet paradoxical sleep

Searching for life's thread, caught up in a tragic scene

Mixed up in this blend, given choice a suppressed voice

A scent of something humane, reminds you of living, again

All these dreams were swallowed dead

Cut open they lay before me, hollowed out my soul senseless

Crimes masqueraded as choices

Red leeches always greedy, feasting upon all those years of clueless living

Till you're done

Is there a place for forgiveness? Is there a way to tame the beast?

A cure to this illness to cut out the leech

You are unaware a stalking beast is lurking by, feasts on our smiles,

smiles of past time, you are feeding it with your living , creeping down through its throat

in the end you realize, fighting to slink from the red leech

Bleeding deep

Still bleeding deep