Don't turn from me Judas, I'll embrace your kiss,
and suffer your heart, the empty abyss.
I've seen that smile when I reminisce,
and hear the laughter, that I must resist.
I've accepted my loss, your sins are mine,
before I depart, in whispers confide.
Your secrets are safe with this false shrine,
theres nothing in me, you should consider devine.
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