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Eternal Sleep

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Put you-Put me

Out of Misery_







Thoughts race rampantly;

A-Stray







the crimson MOON--so FULL

shes pregnant. tonight.

but tomorrow, raises anew--yeah, a new

--like a barren desert ready to swallow you whole

as your throat dries out, and your body shrivels.

the cells explode-APOPTOSIS.



Necrofying the entire process of life.

--attacking ,crawling upwards....darkening. Killing.





This, is an infection. CONTAGIOUS.

Runs through and devours you.





And in an epilecptic burst, electrifies you whole. NON-STOP.

Trying to research the psychosocial abnormalities of life.





its a sickness, really. SLOWLY KILLING.

the host never figures it out..put the parasite takes it all. ALL.

taking resources, substrates, for the flourishing fauna of deceit it creates.







Better to be dead.

The dead cant witness these things. They rest ever so peacefully, mindlessly.

They are lucky-Yes.

They are LUCKY.





The Poor Host. Living. Infected.

Mindful of the parasites.

Oh, the poor Host!