bury the knife deep
within my chest
and with one last kiss goodbye
i'll shut my eyes for a final time.
whether or not i found this falling
i will carry the strength of the dead
and be buried by the fear of these thoughts.
and just like those pictures,
i am melting through your hands.
these demons dividing,
they burned out our one sun
and i cower beneath it all.
i'll find them overhead.
death from above

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