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Regret coats my flesh
Not letting me rest
Chest feels heavy; thoughts unsteady
My world a crumbling derelict
I pelt out my life into a fat bowl
Shouldering; heaving over putrescent smells
Innards eating itself parasitically
Emptiness seems to be the feeling
Yet you've forgotten the blissfully ignorant life developing itself within
YOU ARE READING
Lost
PoetryOne day the parasite in my chest That scratches and pest Will eat its way out & leave me to rest O N G O I NG 2018
