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Cut me open and take it out,
putrid foul mess.
Let it bang it's war drum
away from me.

Cantankerous and tainted
the darkest defilement,
Take the malevolent pain
of the secret pit of rue

Terror bred from lies,
untaken breaths disguised
Take that false righteousness
and your pathetic
Stupid, blind, deaf and dumb
gullable lies to account

your first light snuffed,
You stupid weak faithless whore.
You took the perfect life away
And for what?
A stupid unproven paranoid lie!

I kick you to curb
I spit on your existence.
nothing will kill the regret
Nothing will purify the repent,
No comfort will console.

Cut out the Malicious canker
of beastly and bewailed consequence
There is no light that will console
the trickery of sin.

No spring of hope to wash me clean
just the pain of deep felt remorse
Suppressing the grace I don't deserve.
May God have mercy.

Cut it out,
Slice me open and rake it out
my putrid, foul, unworthy
Pathetic cruel mess.

Clip it's wings break its neck!
that decietful dark cackling angel
keeps growing feathers back.
Suffocating my hope for deliverance
of my soul that fails to shine
Covered in stains steeped to
The core with cancerous lament

I will find a way to love you and hug you
before I go to hell
I kiss you good bye for now
words of love falling from my lips
stamped with tears of remorse.

I have no right but
I lay willing, cut me open
take it out let it stop beating
Into my head, let me forget
cut it out finish it.
No don't!
it's what I deserve.