if i push my sadness further and deeper
deeper into flesh and bone
maybe red will trickle into a sticky black
and i won't have to hate my insides any longer
if i purge myself of gore and mutilation
watch sin seep out from savage wounds
i'll leave an empty vessel for the autopsy table
because
who can judge me then?
neither god nor you
neither me or myself
if a man is measured by the weight of his blood
how much is spilt
how much he spills
to this i respond:
no thank you
i would rather leave nothing behind at all
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XxAdrenalineAngelxX
I LOVE this
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i may or may not have gotten chills...