the feeling that is persing
the feeling that is that is skining
the feeling that is discusting
the feeling that is repuling
the feeling thatis rotin
the feeling that is deadly
this is the unnamed feeling.
as I gap for air
Slowly dying, knowing that this isn't fair
My slowly afare with death do be always their
This is what I could say to the miserable world
I know I'm dead
their for I adbid adow
-- "lusifer"
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