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Slice weak wrists
Burn paper hearts
Poisonous screams piercing split ears
Beautiful words full of color
Love in a hailstorm of frozen tears
Is torn from my chest
Blood stains my skin
The color of a rose
Skip this suffering
Hang me from a rope colored with regret
Marching in time in a parade of black hearts
In this hallowed out room
Darkened corners consume me
In the shadows of eyes sewn shut with a needle of denial
One small thought of you floods light into the room
In a form of my grief
The light forms a black halo of hate above my head
All of the doors are locked
So ill waste away in this place where all I feel is sorrow
And let myself wither away to nothing
Because that's what you've made me
Love Over Vanquished Evermore
