

MistakeIn the midst of the rain, I sit drenched Not only from raindrops, but tears and blood I lay in the dirt and feel Death's breath upon me The sullen silence broken by rasping veins Draining the liquid hate that courses through my body Me an imperfection, a disdainful image Of self-hatred and filth Me being the equivilent of the ground beneath me The dirt that harbors the vilest of creatures The dirt that consumes the shallow graves of cadavers My blood Surges through the ground like electricity Thrust by pulses of my decaying heart left to eat away Disappating from pain refMistake
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