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ADAM

  • laurencewatkins
  • Nov 18, 2024
  • 1 min read

Death & fear run down my legs

With no hope, I bolt for my life

Within my soul, holding the key

I search my life for death and decay

Death controls my face

Laying it's seed over my eyes with it's scent

Scars appear on my body

Symbols of what awaits me in the new world

 
 
 

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