Blue-green pools of foreign shame
Black tar blocked swollen, coiled veins
Heartstrings split and soon detached
Left nothing behind
But an apathetic mask
Foaming springs of hard-earned waste
Overflowed and burst
Through styrofoam floodgates
Beneath the soil
The bones decayed
Bloodsucking leeches
Fed well beyond the grave
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