Nothing diminishes regard
Like the undoing of virtue.
I swear to fashion a hell
Sufficiently wide
To satisfy your suffering.
I gather these habits
Before I fall into the gap
Of your gap-toothed grin,
A harpy with a princess fetish.
I remember not how joy goes
But in the end the choice is mine.
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However, this cycle began
I exist now only for ruin.
There are only so many ways
That you can lessen a man,
I have tasted them all
And before this is over
I will taste them again.
I remember not how joy goes
But in the end the choice is mine.
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Tonight the noose hangs
Low enough to stand.
All love requires
An element of invention.
What you have created in me
Must die if I am ever to be.
I remember not how joy goes
But in the end the choice is mine.
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