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I’m still breathing. Whether it pleases you or not. The sheets have turned to frost. The space beside me is nothing but naught. But the walls. They’ve finally stopped closing in on me. Halt. So why does the woe still claw at my chest? Why do these salt-rivers keep carving my face? I haven’t been able to wash you away. Your stare is etched in my sight. In these endless nights. You were always deaf to my voice. You buried my feelings like they were something shameful. You wouldn’t even graze my skin. Unless your own hunger demanded to be fed. You didn’t give a fuck about the things I’d say. My heart could rot and you’d look the other way. Until you needed a body to drain. Until you came to fuck me for your own fucking gain. No me queda fe. No me quedan ganas. No espero a nadie. Ya no sé ni amar. Voy sin rumbo. Cargo mis penas. Me quema el alma. Me sobran las heridas. Quizás seas tú, pero el tiempo es cruel. O tal vez solo buscas sacar ventaja de mi piel. ¿Vienes por mi luz o por mi vacío? ¿Vienes a salvarme o a hundirte conmigo? Dime la verdad. Habla claro. Muestra tus cartas, Deja los engaños Estoy agotado, Mi fuego ya se ha ido. La llama se apagó, Se llevó lo que era mío. severed hearts, pinned to the bodies gods laughing, looking down at me twisted desires, the darkest fantasies guts painting the streets gather up all the bodies, arise pentagrams illuminate the skies faces i see so many faces Gods I Wish I Could End It Right Split... The... Canvas Cut me from ear to ear Am I the sacrifice? You. Needed. To. Feel... Tall. Watching me crumble. Enjoying the fall. Are you enjoying the fall? Who poured the gall in your veins? Who tainted the core? Corrupted to the brim. A pestilence in skin. A shapeless sin Singing your lies. Like a godless hymn. Loki's shadow stalks. Every step you take. A masterpiece built on every heart you break. You don't even know. Where the deceit ends. Fuck I spent lifetimes in the span of a week. Waiting for you to just feel the real me. I was patient for years, just for one honest glimpse of "us." I thought you were my life, a piece of my own flesh. But you were just a beautiful lie, a hollow fuck at best. Maybe you loved when I finally stayed quiet. I was biased, blinded, leaving myself, naked. You were the perfect enemy, a paradise of rot A heaven built on every single thing you are not. Blue eyes, perfume, lipstick, dressed for the stage. While I stayed on my knees, just a bird in your cage. As if I was created for your fucked up fantasies. Maybe you loved having all the control. Stroking your pride while you buried my soul. Feeding an ego as cheap as your skin. While you crushed every piece of the man I had been. Your joy was my torture. Your laughter was the sound of me drowning in seclusion. We began as a ritual, vision of a blood-bound incision. And ended up as just two strangers like a cruel illusion. ...faces... ...i see so many faces...