I can feel you shaking through my body;
a demon plague that will never leave.
Set me free of your bonds,
I’m begging.
Your demon eyes are full of malicious spite.
You beset your diseased extremities into my veins.
You set me shaking with each injection.
You are the master of deception.
Oh yes, I believed you to be pure of words,
put ultimate trust in your actions.
I thought I had fled you from my body
but here I lay broken on the floor,
giving way to the tremors.
You’re making me sick.
Your disease gets engorges,
and you have spread through my veins.
You live in every part of me,
making me ill.
I can try to cut you out,
but every attempt seems to bring you back even stronger.
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