I neglected to warn thee
Once my tongue finds it's way
You'll always be bound to my word
The saliva deteriorates bone, flesh, and blood
Thine hands can't wash it away
Thine must regain a new covering
But it is far too late
I've gotten to the final point that will not change
With my tongue lies something in the memory
That many a good persons
Could not shake, pray, or curse away
The memory of thine truly
It is I that seeps through your skin and makes thine spine
To close to no existence
Victim, thou is mine
Eternally
You cannot shake me
They've tried
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