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in Decay, II


in the darkest of my recesses,
there is a thought lurching,
I sense it grow,


every ticking minute,

it is stronger,
than my mind,                              

and stronger than my reason,

 

more fierce than anything I have felt,

more intense than anything I have known,
 

 

 there is no way out of it,

 I feel it now, it was destined to be,

and it is my fate to endure it.

 

 

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