Mycosis II Sequel

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Sequel: The Bloom's Embrace
The mottled skin, a canvas grim,
Where fungal veins now reach the limb.
The eyes, once bright, now dull and glazed,
By inner rot, completely phased.

The voice, a rasp, a whispered plea,
Trapped in a husk that used to be.
The senses fade, a distant hum,
As silence claims what has become.

No longer self, but host, a shell,
Where unseen horrors deeply dwell.
The mind, a garden, overgrown,
With fungal thoughts, now truly known.

And in the end, a final sigh,
As tendrils reach the vacant eye.
A silent bloom, a ghostly shroud,
Lost to the earth, within the crowd.