Now You're Dead Meat

Festering Explosion

Cold and sticky
Abyss of death
Feeling the worms devour him
Rotten meat

There's nothing to do
Inert and consumed
Grotesque feeling
Uncontrolled infestation

Submerged in the sludge of putrefaction
Piece by piece eaten
Seeing for the end
Lucky or unlucky?
Only the dead can say

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