i felt the colors of the death that i held in me
i thought of you and knew that i had to die to help you
all of the healing and recovery gone, not real
the future disappeared and i couldn't breathe, kill me please

i was a rotten contagious thing leeching out your life
necrotic, blackened, decaying, drawn out by your kindness

you shouldn't love me

i was a puncture wound in your perfect world
i was everything that ever caused you hurt

i was a rotten contagious thing leeching out your life
necrotic, blackened, decaying, drawn out by your kindness
i was a sickness that couldn't die though i needed to
immortal hollow abyss of festering malady

you shouldn't love me
but here we are

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