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The last hope fades away
like sand crumbling through my fingers.
Once more, I'm left in the cold
reminding myself from tales once told.

Guilt eats my head.

I'm not sinking in self-pity
the beast won't crawl over my head
banging my fists against walls of frustration
stomping my feet 'till the creature is dead.

Stomp this beast dead.

Heavy are the tombs I must live
to bury my guilt in the womb of mother nature.
Addicted to denial.
Blinded by despair
the beast that steels my light will bleed.
Been tortured for so long
this blood will silence my greed.
I don't need your help
gotta slay this beast myself
to wash myself in innocence and ban the guilt out of my head.

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