Rapture
My heart,
Kill
My mind,
Free
My soul.
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PoetryDon't forget to switch off the lights, I prefer the darkness to that false illumination. Here I can lay, Here I can cry, and here is the place where - each night - I can die.
Be free
Rapture
My heart,
Kill
My mind,
Free
My soul.
