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A Little More Each Day
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Pain/Ilness Time drips by
like rain off a roof
pooling below me
in infinate proof.
Today came from yesterday
now left in the past
tomorrow still waits
but it won't last.
Diseased and imperfect
nature's cruel joke
leaving me weakened
in it's holding choke.
It dances around
in taunting mock
trying to trip the hands
that turn my clock.
Rattling my bones
loose from their core
till screams emit
begging, 'No more!'
I sit chained up
in my interior cell
convinced this must be
that living hell.
The future's uncertain
when you live this way
as death creeps closer
a little more each day.
