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Break me

tear me apart

slash me

cut me

cover with salt

celestial father

my thoughts

never your fault

mind and heart

have turned dark

break metal

make my own chamber

bed of thorns

pillows of acid waste

once again

step angrily on top of my chest

make this e once again

your own personal test

should I rest

maybe try to raise up

this bed seems adapting to my thoughts

stare into my dim eyes

speak to me of time

with a story

once again

I may find my path