I am standing on the outside of myself,
yet you find your way inside me.
You are the plague in my veins,
yet I am the cure
I feel you crawling in my innards,
making a nest of rest and destruction.
Why have you picked me
to host your sickness and pain?
If I try to push you out,
you burrow deeper.
My will to survive is my desire,
My will to live crumbles your plan.
It is me looking down at you
from the outside.
No longer you may be the beast
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