The deep seeded microscopic things eat away at me
Every minute passing scares me
declares me
defines me
I can’t stop it inside me
feeding on me
death is fast approaching me
Decaying Cells
In this dark little tid-bit a cancerous set of cells begins to kill it’s host. With no means of paying for the cure, the host simply gives up and accepts the bitter end.
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