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A cold stare
Sometimes I feel...
Like if my eyes could kill
I'd stare you down
through oblivion
Make a point to blink
just to watch you suffer
If I could hurt you with
This mirror to my soul
And, reflect back to you
All of this blackness
That...
Has become of me..
I would...
My hate burns from embers
Of flames cast asunder
From the Hell
That has become of
us
My heart is a midnight sky
That beats with raging thunder
Every time I see your face...
I'd like to watch you burn...
As long as I'm void of stars
In my eyes...
Thank you for showing me
The nocturnal dreams
that have whitened out
my name
Thank you for reminding me
that true love is resurrected from
ashes
Somewhere else
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