Eggshell Homicide, the space
crushing fibers of the universe,
cracking under the weight
of a mephitic gas hearse.
Fumes escaping with tiny bursts,
contributing inescapable death;
Consuming our only planet,
choking out transient breath.
Cracking the covet
of God's holy thought;
Sneaking past the Spirits
and never getting caught.
Eggshell Homicide,
causing misery to its host,
exhaling pigmented smells
just like a delirious ghost!
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