All I've wanted
Was to claw through my cage
The rust would kiss my flesh
Shards of scarlett dressed as a stage
An atmosphere of absinthe
Swam through my devoid mind
I begged for the ghosts to hate me
A haunting not of their kind
I just needed to feel phantom
Detached from my heathen veins
My sins were plastered for all to view
No forgiveness could I gain
With this handful of dust
And the roses beneath my feet
I will become finite
Soon will my time deplete
©toxicity
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