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Fallen Stars

The burning stars,
Falling endlessly,
Into a hell,
My own creation.
Burn and die,
You deserve no less,
All the pain,
The torment you put me through.
Feel the agony,
All of the torture,
Reflects itself back,
No longer on me.
Who's chained now…
You.
Not I.
I am free.
Burn and die,
It's your own fault,
You knew it coming,
You heard my screams,
You saw the tears,
Burn as they fell,
The endless traces,
Seared into my skin.
You didn't care,
It amused you,
Of course.
Now burn and die,
At my command,
Now you see,
It’s all over
For you.
Feel my vengeance,
Curling around you,
Icy cold breath,
Against your skin.
Bloodstained fingers,
Tracing symbols,
The perfect sacrifice,
The centerpiece
Of my pain.
Burn and die,
For you see,
It is the end.
And now,
Death has come.
I hold the axe,
I am your executioner.
Say goodbye…
Burn.
Burn…
And…die…

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