Ruptured (Double Acrostic)

Running, my frigid heart beating fasteR

Until all of my problems melt away, including yoU

Past civilization, past organization, past helP

Tomorrow, nothing will be changed, nothing differenT

Under the eyes of the world, this sickening flU

Remains, festers, awaiting its chance to horribly maR

Everyone sees it, but won't believe it to bE

Disgusted, I escape from the sickness, before we're all deaD

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Again, this is me experimenting with new poetry styles... this one is actually a LOT harder than it looks...