Purgatory - Poem by Alc Harris
You took me to a place,
Ive been a time before.
The darkest closets of my mind,
What did you hope
That I would find.
I found a peace away from here
Where everything became so clear
Purgatory is endless
In your realm of fear.
The ultimate price, for tranquil life.
Id rather find comfort in the knife,
Sitting in this cold bath,
I hear you call my name.
And all I need to do for you,
Is make my exit from this game.
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