We patiently await the timeless passage of forever.
Casting baleful glares into the infinite visage of the ageless behemoth.
Wasting away in this miniscule existence we must endure.
There's no place to run,
there's no place to hide.
IT takes your will
and your pride--
placing them in the bowl at ITS side.
Masticating memory and self control
IT awaits the taste of the next delectable soul.
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