Death Becomes Me

i hope my words do not mean much

for this i know is true

that you have left me for the hounds

my skin turn violet-blue

i will not run i will not hide i do except my worth

since it is none i know not how

i am the devils birth

so take your sword and dig in deep

taste me on the inside

all i wanted was please

but now i know that i must die

i've shame so you will not speak

i've shamed you by my presence

i rid myself yet small and meek.

please drain me of my essence.....

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