flesh on bones
and a heart inbetween
grinding against castaway splinters and rooms full of sin
your demon in the corner scared me wake
violence pulled me from sleep
and there was a message from you
a warning a call a begging and a roar
with death in its eyes staring me down
you want me to leave or want me to run
where can i hide where you are not
tell me i'll go there gladly
lay my cold bones let me restlessly twist out of myself
a turn so hard nothing is left
but cold bones, charred pieces that refused to cinder
ill stop burning for you
ill die on my own
these cold bones
we dont need you
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