Parasite

There’s a strain that wrought in his head,

A single force that drive his lead.

With every thought be bound to observe,

The price to pay for action nerve.

His body a slave to celestial kind,

Deep it burrow within his mind.

The acknowledge whisper that won’t go away,

Forever through dawn and dusk of day.

Link: Parasite by ellaine

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