Love Letter from a Wayward Maggot

March 30, 2019

I'll make a castle out of you,

Walls of bones and love and laughter,

And I'll live forever after,

And you won't even know,

As they sink you in the pit,

As your lungs dry and turn black,

Know I've always got your back,

Or at least what's left of it.

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