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it’s the smell of it

its inexorable pull

and i grow weaker

weaker with the lull

i have learned

that the stronger exist

by the eating of others

fetidly

i belong to them

to sustain the rhythm

of decay

the milk of them

my scourges of black lust

in the milk of them

buried in the breast

a slew of low chords

accompany my bloodlust

my dying opens in the fields

and claims a body count

live through this

take all of me now

to build a centre

the milk of them

my scourges of black lust

in the milk of them

buried in the breast

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