Thou Art Infected

Thou Art Infected

A Poem by James Kay

Thou art infected.
There's no such thing as turning back.
Not now, not ever.
Drink deep and live forever in decay.
Thou shalt know eternity.
Thou shalt know agony.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
The saints care not for thee:
Thou art infected.

© 2009 James Kay

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Added on May 21, 2009