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Closure

how beautiful the dust of angelic lust
she weeps and sobs for i leave her now
moving on and away somehow
ice is my core, solid and thick
the warmth does not penetrate this brick
betrayer of souls, of love, of emotions
blinded by the madness of my hate
i see her weak, i see her broken
yet i do not see her the way she see’s me
she can never know the face behind the mask
a story for nightmares to ruin your dreams
wake up, wake up and see the day
dawn has shinned on your disarray
i know you’ll find a better way
now one is lost and i care no more
for too long have i burdened my soul
why should i feel for those who don't heal?
why do you try, and before me kneel?
you are my equal, not my slave
i crave no more than your passion, your craze
your fury that excites my soul
for i cannot feel anymore
not the warmth, not the cold.
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