The annihilation of your soul broke me to pieces
I see my bloodstained hands, my guilt spilling guts
I am your pariah, a vagabond in the shadows
And yet.. And yet..
The bitter farewell once bestowed upon
I see as a fortress guarding yourself against me
I am a distant memory of torture and agony
And yet.. And yet..
Tuesday, April 4, 2017
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