Hello my demon friends and foes.

I’ve come to offer you this rose.

Salty iron, red with love,

Dripping beauty, tears, and blood.

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Death is dreaming, soon to waken.

Life is barren and forsaken.

Plead with me for scales unweighted.

No judge blinded, decided, jaded.

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Within the world of whispers quiet,

Without the verbal pulpit pilots,

Where only pride is price to paupers,

Patience cannot pause the stalker.

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The knife says guilty, true or not.

Ghostly ashes mark the spot.

Cluttered boney closets opened.

Promises of freedom broken.

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Goodbye demon friends and foes.

Your letter for lenience opposed,

I’ll drag you down this jagged stone.

Wasted soul, unloved, disowned.