I feel empty and want to claim you inside,
I want to take bits apart and seal them within.
You are my only vice, the only thing I save
From the fires that devoured all that remained.
I need a new idea, something to open my mind –
Something worth the pain it will all drag up.
Taken from the grave and brewed in the darkness.
Like a cauldron of bitterness, stewing so much rage,
Taking apart the instincts that I tried to tame.
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