dark heart

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there is no hope

my soul is rotten
my veins running acid
everything I touch
turns brittle and fades
burning into nothing

there is no hope

for a sunken ship
let the waters drown me
and the sand bury me
and the tides sweep me under
for dark hearts like mine

there is no hope

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