The devils ripped out my heart,
and ate from it.
Then I did too;
it was bittersweet,
It seemed like it was good,
but a part of me knew,
it was my heart,
and it would be no more.
The devils cheered as I ate it,
and I knew then,
that this may very well be,
The End.

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