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The Burden of my Burning

Don't darken my doorstep,
Don't lift your voice to my name,
Pints of sweat, bleeding down my beating,
The intesity of my fury,
The burden of my burning,
Flowing forth upon,
Raining down upon,
These souls like lava,
Carved out of stone,
Your infinite morbid qualities,
Will not prevail against this flower,