The Stockholm syndrome love for my grim reaper
A fetish for death
Grotesque
Assuming the cloak of destruction
The end of a beginning
To the beginning of the end
The earthworm
Who transforms death
And cultivates life.
It is not murder –
Simply reincarnation
Acceleration
ONE blessed day
We’ll depart from this sewer.
Life is pain,
Death is hope,
Change.
The mystery
Of a future unknown
Beckons
As the seconds tick by.
I am in no hurry
But if it comes today
I am waiting eagerly
For it can only happen once.
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