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This is the End: I,II and III

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This is it

This is the End,

Help me kill her

Lord; help me to kill her

She needs to die, and she needs to die soon… so she can be reborn again,

In purest form,

purged from the flaws of her design,

As I was;

Finally free from her sickly wearing body, her asthma and never ending worries of nagging fears,

Desperately in need of a stranger’s hand

Yes… yes my love, this is it, the Beautiful end

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You are home from work, once again;

Oh, Very Dear One, there is danger out there, there is danger here… Today

Lost in a wilderness of my anger and rage,

Waiting for you to return to me, my summer rain,

I shall soon set you free, once again, to… Truly, be with me;

I prayed East and I prayed West,

I prayed to the God Lord,

and was warmed,

I prayed to the Snake

And felt Charmed,

He gave me strength,

He gave me strength to… Set You Free, again, Yes Once again,

Set me / us / and you free… Again

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I awoken, today; The killer in me’s from the killer once in you,

I Want to Kill you, and I will, I will soon darlin’, soon,

Sweet Darlin; in time you will come to see the reasoning and the rhyme, streamlined

There could be no other way for it,

The flaw in our design left to walk alone;

looking up we arise to greet you,

The killer in us rises to greet you,

He rises and We walk past the ancient rooms,

Knives hammers and poisons forlorn,

I want kill you by death, I want to feel it, I want to feel it with my bare hands

But, listen close, listen close, before you slip away into the neverness with the rider of death

I want to feel another kiss, and let it gently rain

cause soon, we will meet again
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```~~~RAWR, AHHHHHHRRRRR~~~```

No my love, no, Do not stray, Do not Close your eyes or bow your head,

It is the perfect storm, the one you were choosing to ignore,

I want you to see me, the power and the glory I possess

and these hands… in these hands, it lie, eternal judgment, and sealed fate;

Never cry, oh never cry, the rider of doom never sighs, the rider and his ship are being filled

Trapped within my thoughts, a prisoner of thought, trapped in a world of false pleasures and pain

She falls silent, her eyes rolled back into her head, her body goes limp

the darkness takes you

Lost in the corridors of your own mind

that which was, and that what should of have never be

A ghost among my thoughts now, liken onto so much jetsam left foaming along the empty edges of the sea,

Left divided abandoned and wanting the impossible  

And we ride out, sailing across the dark ocean and the sea eternal, in death much like in life

The flaw, in our design, left divided, conquered and walking alone

I arise and we walk over to greet you,One last time, again,

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