Kill me and I’ll
Kill you first

I’ve already rehearsed

You worried of fire and flood
Of tainted blood

Now buried in mud

But you kept hurting me
With white hot machines

Your toxic regimes

But now I can see
And now you can’t breathe

Ironic it seems

So how does it feel?
Now is it real?

EDIT 2021/06/04: Hmmmm.

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