Gimme, Gimme

Vivid thought
compounds emotion
Stifling internal flame

Choking and throttling
Die
Die
Die flame
Give up your ethereal ghost
Yield to the power over you

Refuse and hold if
all you want is respect

Respect is given by the weak
and you, my friend,

Are weak

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