capture me now (while i still have my youth)
let the light shine on me
illuminate the angles and shapes i compose.
remember my voice and commit it to memory.
let my words carry on in strength (before they become entangled in weakness)

my skin will tighten and slice with ease.
blood pumping to keep my heart beating (as long as it can)
as my eyes seek to escape this decay
my mind will let go of its grounds
i will lose control.

i dare not judge those that choose to continue.
plastered with contempt across their face.
i fear the days that will change me.
i will succumb to the disease (it will take me)
all in good time.


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