Lifeless journey
through misfortune...
Your knife,
still carving bitterness
on my back.
All those years
of ruin and deception,
like an earthquake bringing me apart.
I followed you blindly...
(My hollow heart grieves in devotion)
All the pain that I feel
is still too much.
Drowned deep in sorrow,
long since the last tears were shed.
A slow, though liberating death.
Unchained at last!
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