Best Served Chilled

Freezing in this burning chamber

With deep cuts upon my skin

Laughing insanely at something

That keeps pushing me more in

In this comedy of errors

In this ritual of pain.

Laughing as the tears like acid

Slowly burn the me I knew

Crying as the insane laughter

Leaves me with only a few

Days to smile in peaceful state

While the worms upon my plate

Grin at their upcoming pray

That will swallow bit by bit

The real feast that has been served.

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