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Death of adoration

Bereft is feeling

Death of trust

Bereft is healing

Death of your pedastel

Bereft of the promise

Death of All the way

Bereft is any more of your homage

Death of the tears

I destroy my  ducts

Bereft of the sense of Touch

Death of giving a fuck

Bereft of believe your words

Death of your voice

Bereft is your smell

Your death I will exploit

Bereft is your memory

Your death is my choice

Bereft is the love

Also the death of my hate

Bereft is your flesh gates

Death of any lust we make

Bereft of a personality

Death of who I thought you was

Bereft in my rising above

Death to my addiction

To your drug

Bereft is me opening

My valves again

Death of a heart

That's been tinged again

Bereft is my pen

When it comes to you

Death of a friend

I'll never run to you

Bereft is my confidence

In the things you say

Death to your presence

Stay the fuck away

Bereft is my kindness

Death of forgiveness

Bereft of warmth

You showed me you can be Frigid

Death of innoncence

I finally get it



Bereft of your existance

So you no longer exist to me



Death of the sucker baby



Death of the Bitch in me



Die Bitch Die.