This Is Love

Sudden death syndrome
And there’s nothing left for you
I guess this is the hand you were played
Take it for what it is
Slide the leach against your teeth
It tastes like pain
Brewed in anguish
The life of a dead girl is
Worth nothing more
Than the sound of her eyes
As they snap shut

We killed her
Hope
She has fallen

But this is what you wanted?
Sin and death
I know you love this
Don’t pretend the leach wasn’t to your pallet

Displayed for emptiness
A vacuum of existentialism
But this is what you wanted?
This is love

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