I hate it all so very much – to die would be a rather beautiful and brave delight
to just feel nothing whatsoever, finally
Christ Almighty, please
Take it all away for just one sacrificial moment as such – a lamb to the sought after slaughter
hell sent, against my every utter will
I’m still here, crying into these problematic nights with demon horns pained on strong
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