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Impure
Emptiness in your voice
Beating against my faith
In Christianity
In curiosity
Through lies
Closed doors
Of melted tears and bitter ashes
Lose their taste
Through this cold bliss
I fall to the floor
On broken bones
Cracked in a despair on its own
My Tainted touch
Has lost it’s warmth
I crawl to your manifest
To bleed in this loneliness
Crumbling into your cold caress
I breath in dead serenity
Slowly fading in this disease
of death in blues and grays
A passion in what you portray
My faith, My purity, My love has lost it’s meaning
Crumbling in my precious despair
Of words you gave little care
Now I fall in thoughts
You made me believe
That I was impure to you
Dirty in my own skin
A bitter death within
