You Look to see me,
as i'm pale and empty.
I morn for your love,
but I'm trapped in these emotions.
I can't take it,
What has been done to me?
Just cut my wrist,
to watch my blood bleed.
As I slowly watch for the calm,
I wait to see if this is your final call.
For i might just let this be the end.
An End to my Final Chapter.
One that is full of thoughts,
Not words!
Thoughts that put me in my calm.
Filled with things, only dreams can make up.
A dream filled with thoughts unimagable.
As I look for my bliss,
I'm filled with so much content.
But only I, know is that my bliss is filled with decomposition.
As I rip off the face of discontent,
My bones begin to weaken,
My heart so empty but refilled with the calm.
Only I remain in this world,
And only I reign over what towers me.

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