Memories of blood
Cryptopsy
I awake remembering
Nothing the next day,
My nostrils assailed
By the stench of decay
Dreams of dismemberment,
Fantasies of torture
Mopping up affords me a
Reminiscense of death
Gooey bits and pieces
Are all that is left
Nothing the next day,
My nostrils assailed
By the stench of decay
Dreams of dismemberment,
Fantasies of torture
Mopping up affords me a
Reminiscense of death
Gooey bits and pieces
Are all that is left
Stench of rot: uplifting smell
Someone's dead or at least unwell
What little is left smells impure
Who did this? I'm not sure
No conscience interferes with
My memories of blood
PSI energy remains
Where a human once stood
I equate its suffering with
The longevity of a ghost
Who lasts the longest
Is who suffered the most
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