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The silence doesn't seem to matter The bitter cold that emanates from within is engulfed by the furious anger Time drifts listless around me Deities and devils are listed and classed The revenge list bursts at the seems Butterfly blame meanders and blooms Lost breath, lost touch Meaning is lost Flirting with glass moments held together by sound and smell Smiling behind the tears Facing all the fears unable to tell the person that i tell Happily welcome all the punishments of hell Won't feel the pain Won't cry the tears Welcoming death as it so slowly nears Take me my friend I beg for the end For when you took her All life just ceased She was dead But i was deceased