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Burn -
my tormented demon soul
tortures with each breath I take,
blood pumps through veins
that lust for the grave,
mud cakes my eyes
and I am blind,
the bond of love is fake,
to trust you once
has made me yours forever,
so suffer my mistake,
too soon, too late,
the bitter taste of what is hate
has quenched my thirst, but now
my stomach aches.
