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Annelida

Cody Callahan

When they are inside me
I long for restitution
Hanging on to my skin
They never die
They never sleep
They drink and drink
But seldom keep

When they are inside me
Rotten apples feeling lonely
And tricked so clever by an
Angel with paper wings
That paralyze and hold on tight
And fill my head with thoughts
So cracked and scarred

If they are inside of me
I know nothing that I see
Like picture films
My memories turn to dust

Is it my fault
I live so lowly
Or is it is just the
Nature of the leeches
That make me waste away
And crumble hard

I feel them peeling slowly
Shedding all of me in hopes
Of some chance recovery
I feel them peeling slowly
Calm away calm away
And crumble hard



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