the end.

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'Spiteful claws clench upon its quench
Beastful revenge, fangs out grasping agony while I bled
Tomorrow will swiftly arrive only to leave behind another lie
Deceit in its form
The rose is the serpent underneath
Now who should I meet the petals, nectar or the poisonous gift.'

Toxic backbone relied its breath, life upon mine
Enjoyed the thrill of my despair while supressing its desire
Today would be the last that I should meet the horrendous mistake living its tortuous nightmare inside my insanity, inside me.

Again the life continues drink from my lips then release through my lungs slowly draining my blood, what a vampire underneath my skin
Loving my blood more than it should
Cough, cough, shiver, tremble
The last journey towards my last train

Meet Mr Reaper my guider towards spiritual judgement, the decider of my final stop, the rose of comfort hiding me from the poisonous lies, decietful rose.
My own line of breath thinner than my skin, thicker than my hair, shaved than my bare wrist, hotter than my boiling heart.
Knocking at the door of death
The final stage of life,
The end.

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