Finality of Grieving
Feel like I’m dying
Deep down inside
Broken and burnt
Charred to a black smoke
The devil’s got a grip
On my pathetic soul
Trapped in his eternal fire
The flame peeling off my flesh
Leaving me to scream in agony
As my thirst grows deeper
And my hatred is fueled but the fire
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