as responsibility plagues my life
I attacked my demons with a knife,
and when knives failed, I took up a sword...
upon my hands their black blood poured.
but these stains shan't smother the guilt I've felt
the shame I feel, the pain I've dealt.
I'll wield this sword without duress
and feel the steel through my chest.
and so it ends, and begins just to end.
(...again...and again...and again...and again...)
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