Specks

They are devouring you From the inside Deadly specks assembled Swarms of matter mutated They are becoming   Thieves of thought Interrupting, disrupting With rampant indifference Silent intruders Stealing a life   Undone By their greed Soon, they will overwhelm Victorious, yet defeated They have hollowed you Slowly, viscously Pale and drained Husk-like countenance Mocking in its absence As Winter to Summer Beauty conceded Frozen in memory  

Anonymous.

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