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Catharsis
threshold to enter the heart must break
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Severed, bowed, soul-deviled, and you'll find:
Don't think I've ever got it right.
Another threshold of pain, like every inch of my life
All this means nothing, through there:
Ours is to suffer
Wanted more than this world could hold
In the shadow of a beauty
That we could never, ever, hold.