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shes on her knees and
goddamn pleading for me
to stay and i did for
thousands of hours more
third time in a
quarter of a lifetime
in the stillness of time
playing this ridiculous role
of being the god of favors
ive seen through her
and she made me devour
whats left of her
corroding spirit
she turned into
a prodigal madness
of my mind
eating up what is sane
eating up what is thesame
she rescucitated me
in the last second of
of my life as the person
she wanted me to be
i gave in
half regretful
half assuming and
wholly hoping to see
the death of bitterness
atlast i am unchained
from her dreadful but
now turning soft
and gentle grip
but her love for me
has turned into a
death trap of redemption
that everytime i go astray
my soul begins drifting
back to where shes at
and whats sweet here
is that she always has
this warm and welcoming
smile to greet me
and then my
thought swaps invasion
one part freedom
one part vengeance
death as i see it
i turned it into a mess
of looking forward to
because it is by that time
that ive planned to make
her feel the pain
and that will also be
the moment when
my pride dies
and the ashes of it
will become my strength
to tell her
how much i really love her
