The ritual breathing, right into it
another delinquent request
as the air flows in lungs
and skin sweats to the touch
oh how I've missed you so much, so much
that all to familiar ache
black and hollow
missing someone so much
is like murdering a part of yourself
where in the heart it tends to
die slowly
being the lonely one, with the
thoughts of everything you did wrong
"BUT YOU WHERE NO ANGEL"
far be it for me to disillusion myself for a mere moments petty consequence
and need it be to much to be so condescending and such
we pray to much,
for a chance to be sane
to carry on and not explain
the difference between you and I
is the fact that you are a monster, a liar and a thief
you stole my soul and still you won't let me go
I believe that the end would never begin
until one of us transcends the other
so many missed attempts to reconcile the denial
while violently placing a knife in each other's back
I can no longer donate another shed tear
while you disinigrate back into your original form
victim of your relentless and crushing vows of celibacy and love,
cursed by your heart
....
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