Milking Coal
You were not enough,
– warped genes on mass destruction.
I took bits of you that glimmered,
left the hull to wither.
Your best parts shined unique,
– wasted in you but infusing in me.
When I don your flair every eye
stares. Rolling your flow, bobbing your
track, the words just go – cruel attack.
Despair not, I will carry your good.
– nurture perspective wrapped in thunder.
This part of you I immortalize
while you siphon poison –
rotting the physical, losing grip.
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