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Murky, hollow

Water, shallow

A bog hidden

Escape forbidden

Found you in the weeds

Nestled in the reeds

Shoulder deep in muck

Suffer for your deeds

Silence, seclusion

Fatigue, delusion

The stench, decay

Rotting away

I put you in the weeds

Buried in the reeds

To your eyes in muck

Now pay for your deeds

Rustling, blowing

The reeds are all-knowing

Buzzing black flies

See through the lies

Tearing through the weeds

Crawling through the reeds

Swallowing the muck

You can never leave

Voice hoarse, broken

Cry out, words spoken

Feeling remorse

Too late, of course

I put you in the weeds

Buried in the reeds

To your eyes in muck

Now pay for your deeds