HUMAN DEPRODUCTION
Gasping for breath, slowly their flesh depletes
Before the onslaught of their worry
Promising, its lure, just entangled in its net
Thirsty for its guest, lonely, begging for relief
Adore the passion that’s unfurling
Witnessing the blur, vagrant, deceptive regret
With less accord and more decay
The liquid washed their skin away
When disaster meets desire
Their feeble eyes can’t take the worst
Of its insincere conspire
To commit a quenching of its thirst
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