Madness!
Every unit in this growth is acting mindlessly.
Separated from normal, from healthy, from good.
Outrageous divisions are captured ruthlessly.
Tree, as if, wants to invade its own root.
How much of time is needed there to accumulate?
Erionite or asbestos to initiate.
Lining tissue saw enormous necrosis; poor pleura couldn't help it, got damaged.
Irregular became habit, chaos order, order none.
Ordinary outcasted, apoptosis is all gone.
Miracles might have happened, but they didn't, not this time.
Another day, malignant wins, not beloved, no benign.
Kayıt Tarihi : 4.2.2013 16:44:00
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