heh yea, felt like writing something dark.
Will I ever be free?
Theses crimes of mine
can I ever repent
for the blood I have spent
for the life I have wasted
for one sweet moment of bliss.
A taste of deep immortal draughs.
Can I ever break free?
Will I ever be clean?
of this dark and silky wrap
The bone white hands
and blood red clutch
holding me back
dragging me back
into this veil of eternal night
Will I ever be free?
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