death wish

I am no more in pain
But this image inside my head
it tortures me insane
all my dreams are lying dead
and on the grave there dances he
Oh his blood red hands and icy blue eyes
wrapped in his arms is another beauty
at their moving feet my dead mirth lies
There is a spark in this dark,
little joy in profound misery
under the ground, I soar among stars

My eyes will not have his face to ever see

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