day 110 . predator never lost

this vessel
blooms imperfections
bastardly nature
commands the decay
silver tongued demon
spews intoxicating verses
cheers of undeniable joy
as he continues to slip
falls and shatters
drowns in poison
own toxic blood
blackened heart
turns to dust
gives birth to
delicious manure
in search of
a new vessel
evil survives
as does he
ultimate predator
feasting on insecurities
he can never be killed

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