I'm brandished, battered and broken,
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But to you this is of no concern.
Your loving words never spoken
Because your loving heart you burned.
The anger from below has surfaced,
As the love sinks to the depths.
Wrath from me will serve a purpose,
In the end there will be nothing left.
Priorites found and interest lost,
This part of life is always unfair.
Some people live not thinking the cost
Of entering the demon's lair.
I know I am banished from your world,
Left to walk this earth a nomadic soul.
If the feelings within you want to burrow, I will dig you the deepest hole
The wrath of the banished will be made, only if it is something you want to send.
My heart, my existence is now decayed,
I hate that I still love you in the end.