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Wrathful plague injects
wrist  vein fills with
that madness, that
comfort of visions
violations, explosions
towers of man
imploding into the
cement, screams
from the sinful
Air fills with smell
of decaying souls
burning meat and
flesh from the rest
Dust clouds bursting
supernovas in the
nuclear sky, swirling
blues to amethyst
smoke rising,
everyone's dying
only laughter from
the deities you
hold so dear