Cut the vein
Settle in
This is where I must begin.
Torch the soul
Open grave
There is nothing left to save.
Crush my heart
On my knees
Begging, begging, begging please.
Betray my spirit
Bleed the wound
Welcoming impending doom.
Pull the plug
Let me go
Under earth’s fresh fallen snow.
Purified now
Nothing left
Emptied of the love I once professed.
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