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I wanted to waste myself

For failing to stand up to me;

I wanted to hurt them

and in some twisted, perverted corner of my mind

I figured the best way to do that

Would be to hurt the one thing they care about the most;

I wanted to find a way to heaven

Without attaining salvation;

So here I am, in the beautiful world

with greener grass and sweeter wine

Going out, but on my own terms

I have no regrets.