I am the worm you trod,
Incipit, into the concrete;
Passing by your side:
The hills shall revere.
Something all together
Gruesome wanes
By your candlelight.
It is the emblazoned crimson:
Flout from countless bodies
Strewn across your front lawn;
Heralding the wilderness;
Where we all die
A moment at a time,
Forever in regret.
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