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Ode to the Maggot
It bubbled as it was trying to breath
In the middle where the sides couldn't be reached
It twitched it's legs trying to escape
It's whole life was slowly being raped
It held still never to move again
It's life was over before it began
The red turned brown and as thick as mud
As the fly drowned in the pool of my blood
no matter how short, your words impact me in ways that i can not begin to describe. i live to read your letters.