Abated Mass of Flesh
choked
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Sowing the seeds of wrath
How these words devour
Some shall grow
Some will be choked
Rip our cursed selves
From the hold of thorny tongues
Devouring words
From repulsive throats
The stench of the decomposed
Lingering unto infection
Forgiveness shows too pale
And the sun goes down upon me
Another knife to bury
Another Tomb to fill