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The VIRUS
Buried deep,
Beneath the skin And in each organ
Of every human,
Dwells a friendly undetectable smiling and killing virus,
And its target is your heart,
When the virus comes;
Butterflies would appear
Out of the thin air in your stomachs,
On days when happiness is a mile away,
And doors would open in the sky leading to
A room of bright stars,
On starless nights when you're lonely as the moon,
untill;
Your heart becomes a field
Of beautiful flowers with poisonous roots,
Your lungs are clogged with debris
From your already decaying ribs,
And your fallout shelter would be in the darkness,
Where you would meet your dying quarantined shadow.
Daniel Israel
13th-April-2022
©InflamedArt
Beneath the skin And in each organ
Of every human,
Dwells a friendly undetectable smiling and killing virus,
And its target is your heart,
When the virus comes;
Butterflies would appear
Out of the thin air in your stomachs,
On days when happiness is a mile away,
And doors would open in the sky leading to
A room of bright stars,
On starless nights when you're lonely as the moon,
untill;
Your heart becomes a field
Of beautiful flowers with poisonous roots,
Your lungs are clogged with debris
From your already decaying ribs,
And your fallout shelter would be in the darkness,
Where you would meet your dying quarantined shadow.
Daniel Israel
13th-April-2022
©InflamedArt
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