.And morning finds my night's work.
Lights the remnants on display
I do not seek forgiveness,
Nothing to absolve.
For now the need is met
I almost hate myself
Almost, but not quiet
They survey the frozen scene,
The cold countenance of hell
And they hang their heavy hea.
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