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Irielle Noxis Jul 2019
I'd die empty
In this twenty
There's an entry
To the assembly

You made me a victim
Of your delicate system
I feel the symptoms
Of your existence

Death isn't that bad
When you're inside
Addiction that invades
That insanity of us

Savor the taste
Of this frail soul
Where you can behold
This sweet sole body

— The End —