The core smoldered my heart
Putting under the rule of myself the other day
Grief way down the volition
Repeat closed cruelty
My memory couldn't help but just hated
Make another memory of hate
Frightened and insulted shape of the past
Could pass out of my mind just with the death
Hard to draw my breath anymore
Like deny these hours
Grow harder to erase
From my memories
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