Break me
Unmake me
Tear off strips of skin
Shatter my very soul
I've watched you die
A thousand deaths
I felt you deal every blow
As you struck me down
I've seen hell consume you
And been consumed by your hell
And yet I cannot stand to awake and find you
Still, immovable, removed.
I loved you like that once
Now what? A steady raging fire
Have we grown so used to the heat,
That we no longer feel the flame?
Perhaps I would rather pain.
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