Becoming You
I understand the meaning of the dark abyss, and roll around the barrel of the rifle destroy me and vanish, into the cosmos I'll go quietly as the rivers flow, my heart is no more it turned to dust, like iron on a steel car left to rust, burned by fire beaten with a stick and a live wire, I have been broken, as many before me have fallen, lost with only the thought of stop hoping, I cry out to my mother who I have not seen in years, a picture Fades by memory her face disappears..... no more will I be tortured by Envy, even if I left they would hate more than they'll remember me... I am Bound By The Flesh of this vessel, be sure of the pathogen before the breeze catch you, for when the cold comes the chief will shiver, and your souls will be snatched by the river, release your energy upon me... "worship me", and I will stand by thee, I will remain in pain an bondge, like you guys going insane, breathing this created toxic rain....
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