Wasted
Black out-wasted on you
Destroyed and enchanted
You never see what you do
that blood is yours
Your retched grime and dust
Slowly engulf the heart
Carving a delicate line ..
Yet never take it apart
Feather kissed scars
Like a smiling warrior
You will never win the battle
I control the war
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