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You set me upon a pedalstool

You loved me for who I am

Yet why do you hurt me

And make me feel so bad.

When you wrapped your arms around me

I felt safe and never alone

Yet now I linger in the darkness

Your name still chills me to the bone.

I followed you wherever

You were my guide, my idol, my keeper

I clinged to the thought of you with me

Now you cant stand for me to be here.

You teased me, beat me, and scorned my very name

Though I did nothing but love you, you gave me all the blame.

The scars on my back are fresh, bleeding now because of you

For when I turned my back to look behind, it is what your knife took to

Going beyond the depths of life, I am surrounded by eternal beauty.

The thought of being alone is all I've known and I cherish the sound of emptyness.

The light shines where darkness does not reach, but fails to illuminate.

Why do the gods torment me so for being genuine in my creativity and imagination?

The wonders I think up are scorned by those who set me upon pedalstools.

What have my dreams led me to?

Those who dare stay in my presence, experience great sorrow and soon leave me again.

My life a never ending cycle of torment and despair; I live

When will this God forsaken shell once again break into a million pieces

Leaving me shattered amongst the multitude to spit and step upon.

I am plastered behind a glass window for all the world to see.

My existence fragile; to been seen and not touched...a forbidden fruit if you will.

Going beyond the depths of life, I am surrounded by eternal beauty.

That beauty a curse and a gift in which I am its only bearer.

As it drips from my lips and runs down my neck I taste it.

The sweet enchantment of death.

It haunts me and I seek it out, waiting for the day it takes me.

The blood that flows within is black.

Lifting my head to the sky the moon cascades upon my face.

Reflecting a purity I had long forgotten.

Why is this lust for life so daunting I ask myself, but my heart is all that answers.

The blood that flows within is black.

Cloaked in darkness and encaptured in the void of deceit I wait.

Hoping to reject the ones that seek my redemption.

The more I purge, the more I become engrossed in filth.

The blood that flows within is death.