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Virulent, you can’t abstain

Within the comfort of a breathing hell

My tourniquet, living in symbiosis

Shedding flesh, and splitting hairs

Puncturing brains, dividing cells

We are sick and complete

Vermin of heaven dissecting the inner realm

In failure we prevail

to nothingness we are life taking shape

To the world

A reason to destroy itself

A..reason…to…destroy itself

In death, receptive

The pulse of empty shells

In the comfort of lifelessness

I wish you would have killed me