Winding down a dusty road,
Fearing what fate may bring.
Fighting the fire that lies inside,
Bearing its poisonous sting.
From this toxic terror derives,
One most horrendous of pains.
Taken up shelter,
Towards the base of your spine,
Shivering upwards,
It may seem divine.
No feelings of doubt,
There's no looking back.
You're under the grasp,
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