Dark, Decaying Structure

Dark, decaying structure…Where screams of pain

   and moans of ecstasy can

      be felt…

 

Necro-Lady…Visit me in Hell

  But, you can’t tell

If you can treat me well

   (And) Get me out of this Fucking prison cell! 

 

    Running out of time

       Trying to breathe and can’t seem to.

          The corrosive disease of The Wizard slowly overcomes me.

 

©Timothy Grassan

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