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how you truely hurt me.
And since I've found another
I am truely happy.
Now you'll see just how much
you damaged my soul
when you turned me out,
left me in the cold.
Death offers the chance
to bring you back to reality.
Unluckily for you, the one
who could save you is me.
Now, will I save the one
who vehemently betrayed me?
Who's heart was cold as stone,
and blind eyes couldn't see
I once loved you so,
gave you everything?
Now I'm saving my love
for the one loving me.
No, you will not be spared,
not returning to this land.
Death smiles once more,
grinding the staff in his hand.
With a burning arc
which cuts through time
He thrusts his sickle through your chest,
a glimmer in his eyes.
Your spilled blood bubbles and boils
on the ground beneath;
your failing body slowly sinks
to the ground at His feet.
Alas, you are greatly confused,
because you have not died.
You realize you'll exist forever
in this present state of mind;
Forever bleeding, suffering,
yet this will never end.
You look once more for salvation,
yet I will never bend.
Now you'll see, finally,
what you've done to me.
How love grew to hate so strong,
consuming you completely.
What is this life?
Memories of days of old,
and how the love you burned me with
has grown completely cold.
Tis but a flicker
burning the wick of time,
as Death waits with a snicker
Across his cold lips
that shift with a grin
as the burning gates open,
He welcomes you in.
Even before reaching
the entrance of the gate,
you see around so many
who have already met their fate.
One being mutters
through the chains and fetters;
"Life ends,
senses numb.
Accept your death,
you will succumb."
Ever-nearing the gate,
snaking through the line,
your eyes can barely see
a dismal wrought-iron sign.
Emblazoned upon the sign
above the fiery gate,
a message for the damned;
"This shall be your fate:
All which you have done,
and all you didn't do,
seven times over and again
shall be repaid to you."
Passing through the entrance,
noticing to your dismay,
a large window cut in time
with your mistakes on display.
Now He'll force you to see
the love I gave to you;
how you instead returned
soley hatred and abuse.
How you'd say you loved me,
emphasizing "say";
you realized just one day too late
the error of your ways.
He also shows you how
you took for granted my love.
For all the wounds you caused,
you are my odium.
Those to whom you're chained
are evil as you and more,
with expressionless faces
and their shoulders cold.
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