Break open the third of my eyes!
A hole to see to my light
And carry out the disease.
You, the only one who knew
And turned the rest to hounds.
You know what I'll do when I get you?
Hope! What a laughable thought.
Especially for right now.
Savage witch, time's run out.
I saw your face in another of them,
Despite the fact that your dead,
At least in my mind, you're gone.
I'll remember and I will not forgive
Nor will I ever hold back.
Betrayer, lonely blackhole. Abyss!
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
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