Heart splattered on your body's canvas,
Ropes are torn from the rough bark,
Cries from children in the school campus,
Wishing your intentions weren't as dark.
An abyss filled with my solitude,
I'm pealing as if my skin were of a snake,
I've found a mind state; the aura is blue,
I'm grasping firmly the hands I now take.
My face pale and my hands, they quiver,
This bitter elixir has drastically shrunk my liver.
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