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Morbid Moribund
In the shadows of death I lay before the meaning of morbid. Gruesome in a red stained tub. Darkness falling from my eyes as its hid. My wrists slit and covered with blood. Just as the blood thickens the water the pain thickens in my skin so pale. Its overflowing the edges of my every feeling. Forfeited to the depths of hell. My skin burns like its forever peeling. Soon its all to come to an end and life no more will be of a matter. Deathly peace is mine to forever endure. For all my pain is now just to shatter. As blood was my key and death be the final door.
