Moving Skin - by
Erik Smith
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The disturbance
approaches
The awareness increases
The paranoia enhances
The love still depletes us
I'm just
a flesh covered skeleton
Waiting to reveal myself
I'm just a hate filled alien
Waiting to fulfill my lust
The flesh
in my skull
It screams out
The liquid in me
It pours out
The voice within this
It spits piss
I'm just
a flesh fucked fuckian
Waving my fist about
I'm just a breathing dead man
Banging my head around
I jump off
the edge
I fall through the rest
I feel the skin move
I fail every test
The joints
give way
The parts fall out
The mind can't say
The final route
I'm a hate
worn destroyer
I burned the bridge
I'm a love lost warrior
I scorched the edge
I lunge at
them
The blacken beast
I swing my gun
Destroy deceased
My heart
grew cold
Ten years ago
My mind grew old
The fears took hold
I'm a flesh
covered skeleton
A corpse composed
I'm a hate filled alien
An outside source
I'm flesh covered destruction
The fear exposed
The sides
gave way
The center fell
The bottom gone
Now nothing's well
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