Outside it is raining.I do not sleep.
I work endlessly.
I'm exhausted.
That way I don't think.
That way I don't remember.
I know now what I mustn't...
I must not hope.
It must not feel.
Because I hurt you
More then ...
I 'm no longer your life ...
I am your death!
Beloved!
So death should
Hide in the grave,
Rot in the soil.
I ceased to serve
The beautiful ...
I'm savoring the vinegar
Of my excesses
I pay the price.
Let it be...
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