watch the blood oozing in pain,
Counting the drops from the membrane,
Where have you ignited,
Laughing together, United.
Come join me in this bath of sins,
A tale imagined to begin.
Meet me at the gates of hell.
Bring your story, we can sell.
Long after we sold our souls,
A trip down memory Lane did the toll.
Now gather round this holy smoke,
The promise I dared you not to joke.
Counting milestones once again.
Before it starts, it has to end.
©sweetness
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