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poems.
Maggots
Why does this keep happening?
I know it can't be real
They keep coming
And they let loose the maggots,
They crawl in your skin
They feast opon your isides
I scream in pain
But the feasting still remains
I feel them in my head
Then they crawl out of my eyes
I know I should be dead
But I'm still alive
This pain I cannot bare
I feel like letting go
But I can't
The maggots stop feasting
The pain goes away
I hear my radio
Then I wake up
It must have been a dream
I know it was
But why cold I feel pain?
I stand up
Then go downstairs
I walk over to the fridge
When I open it
The maggots come out
They forever feed on my putrid skin.
poems.
Maggots
Why does this keep happening?
I know it can't be real
They keep coming
And they let loose the maggots,
They crawl in your skin
They feast opon your isides
I scream in pain
But the feasting still remains
I feel them in my head
Then they crawl out of my eyes
I know I should be dead
But I'm still alive
This pain I cannot bare
I feel like letting go
But I can't
The maggots stop feasting
The pain goes away
I hear my radio
Then I wake up
It must have been a dream
I know it was
But why cold I feel pain?
I stand up
Then go downstairs
I walk over to the fridge
When I open it
The maggots come out
They forever feed on my putrid skin.
