her rhetoric raids the fail
wail and never rest
test me
apostasies
drip
from my broken breath
give up the curse
you faint
saints get their hope from
paint
drying on the dim cavern floor of your
whispered faith
let it pass and turn
into those softer white memories
fuzzy like
yesterdays horrors all disapate into
fame
murder is not a game
sleep growing into name
your on the same plane
maddness has no more room
for the estranged
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