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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