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Jan 2011
Eaten inside I swar that I am
you riped me up and left me bleeding
I reatched for you with my last breath

HUNGERY
for the love I can not see
HUNGERY
for the compassion I can't truely understand

but I still Injured I crawed to you
dragging pices of myself behind
pices outhers will only kick away
push aside or even crush benieth there feet

without thought
without motive
without the simple act of Surprize

now I am NOTHING

not even the mirr fraction of a soul this festerd flash held Yesterday
I AM SOMETHING LESS then vermen
LESS then the Carcass
I am the MAGGOT Consoming the corpse

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This is one of my newer poems written sometime in December (2010)
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