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In chains forever be,

For not in human felicity,

Emotions but chaotic,

Body, mind and static.

Bring me the tears, filtered in a cup,

A tasty salt, with bitter bite.

All your fears, down and up,

Nobodies fault, nothing in sight.

I'll hold you till warm,

On a cold frozen night,

Our hearts to DE thaw,

A dreadful delight.

May blood dry and soak,

The bones all but cold, hard, broke and light.

Our souls all but sold.

Or to be a right!