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Saving me


when I am gone

saved from feckless future dreams

freed from moving alone
all these years
within these rooms
in this house filled with hatred
fearing you punishing me
with your pulsating anger

you'll miss me - your broken toy
no longer able to play
your slow and cruel game
enjoying my screams
watching me burn, bleed & cry

I take it back
my stolen destiny is mine to destroy

this blade I now hold
a serrated savior
warm blood meets cold hate

willingly,
I seal my fate


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