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The scum it swallows me, filling my lungs with muck and debris.
Roots regrow and drag me deep.
This is not a dream.
I am not asleep.
I can't see past the surface.
Reclaim my body; make me perfect.
Resistant to decay.
The slime washes over me to hide me from my prey.
Cloaked in scum.
No compassion for those who wander my way.
Leave the corpses alone.
All you love - dead and gone.
All you love - dead and gone.
The bodies belong where the bodies were thrown.
Nothing to rest your head upon.
All dissolved in the base of a stump.
No one leaves the fucking swamp
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