Oh the joy I had,
as I danced,
as I drank,
as I ripped your flesh from your bones,
it was more like a dream,
for you drove me to the edge,
you haunted me,
you possessed me,
and in the end I had to set myself free,
by carving my name in your broken skull,
and then I sucked your marrow free,
from your broken bones,
I sliced your skin off,
and made it into clothes,
you made me your tool,
you used me like a fool,
but now you fill my stomach,
and soon you’ll pass through me,
and I’ll be free of you,
for this is how I exorcise you from me.
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