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Word As A Virus

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It's pulling apart at the seams
The openness of the sky
The nakedness of the trees
It is the reality i can not face with eyes open
Drenched in this chemical
A process that has become my burning left arm
I see the crosses
They comfort me
I see the crosses
When syringes tease me and leave their mark
Trails that i didn't want
But somehow i am stuck with them

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