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Condition : Decay
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"Death is Your Patient Anxiety" decomposing free will
buried under marching foot
from childhood instilled
fear and false glory
the words considered holy
yet ring hollow
reek with apathy to the morrow
spitting up blood
rotting from the core
evacuation from the lungs
oozes like an infected sore
the strength is only temporary
before it devours
and the sweetness of its power sours
