end of beginnings

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every open door
must be closed

the draft of air floating in can freeze you.

every open door
must be shut

the breeze will sting your tears
as the tears fall down

sin cannot be paid no matter
how small

heaven isn't real
hell isn't real
only an illusion appears
behind blood sweat and tears.

every beginning will shut
and you mustn't cry
no matter how painful

my beginning is only ending now

screaming
sinned upon
illusions floating
on a blank canvas

the end of this beginning

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