While waiting there to die
Buried in the sand
A shadow of a man
Holes where once were eyes
Became a home to flies
All spawns and parasites
A mouth that has no lips
Has melted into a grin
Grotesque and with no teeth
Skin has all burned out
Yet there is no pain
There is nothing there
Still somehow, barely, breathing this inferno's air
While the soil is claiming me back
Before exploding, my eyes have seen everything
Hungry walls of fire with a thousand mouths
In seconds flesh has turned into ashes
A field of black monuments of screaming human-beings...
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