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Disease of the World

By RottingChrist

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

What is this pain inside of me, Stabbing at me over and over, No escape in this forsaken world, My life just grows slower and slower. Why does hate grip me so tight? Choking me, suffocating me, killing me, It has taken control of my body, Just like everyone else but are blind to see. When will I be released from ths cage? Humanity is burning away rapidly, Soon the dark shall cover us all, The decaying of life will set you free. How will this disease be cured? Destruction of everything awaits us all, Eradication of this cancerous mistake, What once reigned supreme will take its fall. Written March 7th, 2002 © on Mar 07 2002 10:54 AM PST   0 • 1

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