End Myself
In the night I walk a lonesome path
One that has led me beyond a mortal death
With a swift movement of my body I cast my charm
With this I can do deadly harm
I bring myself to life with a thick and rich crimson flood
Your life essence will bring warmth to my cold blood
In the hours of the sun I lay in my isolation
My heart is overflowing with desolation
Here I lay asleep, dreaming of the beauty of the day
In my crypt wishing for death, will I end myself, I just may
poem by Leah Wells
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