To hell

Be quiet, sensible voice

I want to break out of this skin

and destroy.

 

Galloping freely over the fields

who hadn’t hidden – I am coming

ravenous and willing.

 

It’s stupid clinging to them

the rules from Eden

watch me rage.

 

Let’s shed the first-born sin

Relax, my dearest angel

we’re going to hell.

 

You knew that before

the crippled, twisted soul

that you are.

 

We haven’t survived the trial

we pushed and pushed

until we met bed.

 

You were happy to obey

only if they’ve told you…

they didn’t.

 

Thus, let’s get out of line

it’s time, my dearest

to face the danger

 

that. you. are.

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