I see the death within you.
The vile soul that you call your own.
I see it.
No matter how hard you try to hide it
You are dying and rotting
You are bleeding.
But you act like you ae so full of life.
One day you will be dead
Still walking around because you have no clue
That your soul is gone
And your spirit has rotted away.
July 24, 2002
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