Stuck in the picture frame

Imprisoned in a ruin body…

what better punishment

every lust, every greed, every excess

are now pulsating in a puss bump

calcium is leaving the bones

grinning as dust is left behind

after an imploding building

My small Apocalypse

private but painful as hell

matching the Big Bang

maybe a little less noisier

as I chew up my lips not screaming

the agony out

what should I do when the teeth will start falling

how would I keep the symphony in the frame?

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