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Bravsters Basement

It writhes 

Burrowing deeper within my brain

Never relenting

Threatening to stretch and tear the very fibers that keep me sane

Bright red

Dripping mounds staring from afar

Burning into my being

Forcing me to forget the oldest of memories

The most sacred of names

Yet the pleasure they promise

The sweet release

Would it be worth what is left of a fractured yet curious mind

Or have I already succumb

And this is but idle thought of the worm within



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