Consumption

There’s this ache
Deep beneath my flesh
That whispers sweet memories into my head
And pain into my heart

And this thought that consumes me
An everlasting reminder of sorrow
Devouring me from within

There’s this poison
That flows freely in my veins
Spreading it’s hatred and disease
Into every bit of my lungs

And this voice that calls out
A weathered cry for acceptance
Trying to find forgiveness in itself

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