Twisted in your demise as you were twisted in life,
weathered hands around thy throat,
strangulating the life from within,
but your empty eyes held more than a soul,
it housed a house of pain,
a wave of torment flowed free,
a tornado of lost souls swallowed by the emptiness that filled your cup,
a darkness hidden until the end,
the bodies buried beneath our feet now haunt me,
as your bloody legacy passed in through my eyes,
the window to my emptiness that you overflowed with your darkness…
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