Put Out the Fire

January 27, 2008
This is the end of the truth,
I can't stand looking at you.
Your skin reeks of hellish coal burning the flesh off of all
Who get close enough to look you in the eye.
A clear conscious God has forgotten to give.
We all make mistakes and he is no exception for here you lay next to me.
I burn but I can't get enough.
I soak up the fire, I break down the barrier and creep within you.
This is the end of the truth,
I'm getting up, regaining my strength,
I'm ending my obsession.
So there you remain in the depths
of darkness.
This is the end

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