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Dyllan Martin

Biolodgy

Poor lonely eyes,
Cold dead flesh,
Reminds me of my dear pet,
Steel, icy cold against my palm,
I can't do it,
I can't bear to tear it open,
I understand it's dead,
But look at it,
It has a heart,
And feelings (once)
It should be burried,
Not here,
Lay across the concrete lab bench,
Sick to my stomach,
Officially vegetarian.

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Locked Inside Looking Out.

Locked away,
Inside cold captivity,
Held inside like an animal,
Surprisingly sane,
You kept me here,
Luckily I have air so I can breathe,
But space,
I have none,

Why am I here?
I shall never know,
You locked me up,
And trailed my name through the dirt,
Left me with nothing,
As my suffering continues,

At each new dawn I pray for death,
Just so i can stop this charade,
But even death is too good,
So I will suffer,

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