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Cure

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by miyiaax

by miyiaax

There’s no vaccine,

There is no cure,

To stop the need,

To heal the lure.

There is no flame,

To burn the ink,

Our blood runs black,

With what we think.

There is no blade,

There is no knife,

To cut away,

The endless night.

There is no drug,

That makes us sane.

There is no med,

That kills the pain.

This sick disease,

It is not kind,

There’s nothing left,

Within our minds.

Of hope or love,

Or brightened day,

Only the dark,

Is here to stay.

Like caterpillars,

Soft and warm,

Until the day,

That we transform.

Butterflies?

One should doubt.

You never know,

How we’ll turn out.

You raised us-

In the dark of night,

But we were blessed,

With heightened sight.

Chrysalis poisoned,

Now we’re sick.

Vengeful creatures,

Time will tick.

You cannot heal us,

It’s what we are,

And our revenge,

Will leave it’s scar.

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