It grows It grows
a thorn in my side the light of the dawn
A peircing redemption Illuminating, destroying
the pain cleanses the wound the beautiful chaos is strained
My cries
go unheard by all
Echoing in the distance
the waves crash on deaf ears
It grows
the creature inside
It breaks the membrane
and everything will die
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