Rust

gnawing steadily,

it causes unsteadiness:

destruction's medley

has its headlining act.

a red-blooded carnivore:

grows as it feeds,

an orange predator:

leaving no seeds.

 

if you can find iron,

you'll find a meal.

a life you can upturn

I was better before,

you're an orange predator,

with shiny prey,

i sit in the graveyard

where love now lay

The End

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