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Rated: E · Poetry · Gothic · #1124252
Self loathing, regret, the usual
I bleed razor blades
Walking near the sky
I make the clouds fade
You should have known
I look only to burn

Give me the sun
I’ll burn it dark
Do it for fun
Make it fall apart

My blood shines black
Parasitically feed
Morale I proudly lack
In this selfish greed

I cannot apologize
Enshrouded within apathy
Beneath the cries
I’ll give you a piece of me

I tried to warn you
I walk the earth
Wings burnt flesh
For what its worth
My heart’s mesh

The blood seeps through
I hope you will feed
It’s the least I can do
For what you did for me

Make me a machine
I never wanted to be real
Give me the gasoline
I never wanted to feel

This is what I give you
This is what I have
This is what I promise you
This is what I allow

An incinerated romance
I wait for you in hell
Will you give me a chance
Only time will tell
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