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wrath of the vengeful
April is approaching again, it is my yearly forgetting time
somewhere in the verses I go
off into the black where I can be alone
part of me stays here, a touchstone, this body
cos I feel if I let it go a cosmos would collapse
that a blackhole would feast and never stop with its hunger
Did you know I'm a monster who doesn't eat, not ever
If I hunt I don't stop
my pension for destruction is vast
focusing on the warmth of the beauty, I avoid staring at them
creatures animated into being, family really
they taunt knowing my power
It's always the same, some days I lose it
Once I exiled, now I give distance
not asking for anything
in the Onyx kingdom, I am known for being vicious
spin the thought and tell me where I am?
I'll tell you the truth in front of you
drink the dark and wander your exit exists your death never
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