Slowly twisting away from the touch
Twenty angry pushes that we had
I contort my body in a rush
Like bird in grasp of hateful children
Vulnerable badge in its black eyes
Ripping my clothes until I’m unclad
Dripping in your black, white, cold cauldron
The very place I’ve come to despise
Sickening Love’s embrace
Immersion in the void
Losing sight of your face
Down still to the bottom
Ending in my impact
Emotionless android
Forgetting the rhythm
My body becomes slacked
Into the trap of wicked lush
I have fallen and now I’ve blacked
Out from feeling so god damn glad
Like on the first day of autumn
In this overflowing cauldron
Where my wants and needs are destroyed
Where the only thing I want dies
In the expanse of empty space
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