Parasite

Parasite

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Genre: Poetry

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Status: Finished

Genre: Poetry

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The lingering feeling of something burrowing inside,deeper and deeper...
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The lingering feeling of something burrowing inside,deeper and deeper...

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Submitted: April 23, 2009

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Submitted: April 23, 2009

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Leeching me of my blood

A parasite clings to the core of my heart

Filthy and cold as death

sucking out all of my love

Nesting these eggs within like homes for it's vile secrets.

Leeching me of my life

As it holds tight with pincers sharp

And drinks of my bloody existence.

Writhing beneath my skin with many tickling legs.

It'll break me off like a a second skin

And when i'm gone,

all that can remain is a parasite.


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