Let it all just go.
I just want to yell, shout, fucking scream
As I roar let the opaque smoke pour forth from my lungs
From my mouth all the darkness, hate, and fear wretch free
Releasing all the impurities from within me.
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To purge the sins imprinted on my skin and heart
Cut away the infection, let fresh flesh taste the sky
Let the drops of blood run, run.
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As the crimson life and choking breath scour my body
The harsh smoke wrapping, enveloping my limbs
The soft, caressing liquid; smoothing away the has-beens
Let my physicality fade, as if from night to day.
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