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This demon plague
Will not end me
It already flows
Through my body

My blood is toxic
To anyone but me
But it is a burden
I carry with pride

My life may be brief
But my death will matter
Because when it arrives
The monsters will leave

For now, I carry on
To the bitter end
Because that is all
That I can do.

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Nice poetry here - it's a short piece but full of oopmh and feeling, I get the impression the immunity of the monster compells the narrator to accept their body and accept the toxic that has entered them... good imagery and I definitely feel the anxiety as well as the rumbling pain from this piece!
Great stuff! it's inspired me to write my own poetry! In fact, looks like you've inspired me - my next songs will be poetry and spoken word based! Biggrin