Lonely Poem: One of the Lonely
recollections- you remember
memories you'd like to forget
you've become as cold as December
addicted to the blood-let
you hurt yourself for vengeance
'cause you know you can't hurt me
but you know it's deadly penance
your actions done visibly
you're like the wayward son
except you don't want to go back
you know what it is you've done
your soul's nothing but black
will you carry your burden to the end
or force another to do the carrying?
godsend? you're a devil-send
only the notes of hell do you sing
and as I stand above you
everyone sees you're a phony
no one can stand to love you
you've become one of the lonely
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