before my time

poison runs through

my veins
slow and insideous
gaining ground
stealing from me

my passions
leaching my strength
to cold hard ground
hiding and stealthy
eating away
at the foundations
pain grows
knawing and aching
turning me old
bones and dust
before my time

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