A sickness none too far from a dream,
Surging forward with no fear of death,
The cleansing machine called mankind swallows life whole,
Blatantly stealing the truth of what it is from within its own lies,
A tomorrow that will never come,
A today riddled with the deception created by a yesterday that never existed,
A man without name,
A woman without womb,
Like serpents wrapped around one another and the earth by sea,
Journey with me into this madness,
Bath,
Drown,
Ferocious child,
Become me,
With me….
who? samantha!
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