Consumption

I want you to take me high

High enough

So when I drop, I shatter into a million pieces

Make sure I never feel again

Or remember a thing

 

Be my dark angel

Entertain me with your spirituality

Strip with me with your power.

 

A story made for tragedy.

Determined to end in light

 

Our predestined destruction.

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