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Riddled with sickness, |
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Confined to a bed; |
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The sickness dwells inside you, |
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In that now vacant chasm. |
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This scourge has left you |
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Defiled and broken, |
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Forgotten and alone. |
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Your once angelic beauty |
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Gives way to complete filth. |
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Oh gorgeous how you've fallen, |
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It's a real tragedy; |
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The shameful life you're leading |
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Will bring your downfall. |
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But baby in your future, |
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In all honesty |
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The shameful life you're leaving |
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Won't save you, |
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From anguish wrought from solitude- |
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A viral suicide. |
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This punishment against you |
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Is more than being used. |
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Their greed and brazen insouciance are homicidal. |
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But you were a willing subject, |
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Far from unaware. |
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The risks were there before your eyes |
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Ruined, you wretched whore. |
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Defiled, you are a crimeless victim. |
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Ruined, you begged for more. |
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Lifeless, you're a walking carcass. |
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You pray the retrovirals |
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Will boost your immunity. |
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But now the cancer's spreading; |
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You've sealed your fate. |
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You pray the retrovirals |
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Will boost your immunity. |
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But now the cancer's spreading; |
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You've sealed your fate. |
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There was a fairness in your voice, |
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Get up, get back, get away from me. |
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But the inflection that you gave, |
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It made the world tremble. |
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Ruined, you wretched whore. |
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Defiled, you are a crimeless victim. |
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Ruined, you begged for more. |
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Lifeless, you're a walking carcass. |