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Description
deconstruct it all
decompose it all
upon a pile of refuse.
what was
is no longer.
what is
is no longer
worth the breath it takes
to speak of anymore.

within my hands, i hold
absolute destruction.
your soul, it was so pretty.
placed atop your head, it was a halo.
your soul, it was so alluring.
the moth intercepts the fire
in a kamikaze mission,
because your soul
it was so attractive.

but within my hands,
i hold little more than broken pieces.
it shattered in my grip.
i had no idea
i was holding it too tightly.
it cracked under the pressure
of being light in the darkness.
your soul, it was a beacon,
but within my hands i hold
dust being carried off by the wind.

tear it all apart.
rip away the shadows;
deconstruct the pain.
like a moth to the flame,
you followed me
to your own downfall.
and within these hands
that only know how to destroy,
i find the urge to join you
on your funeral pyre.

Description
deconstruct it all
decompose it all
upon a pile of refuse.
what was
is no longer.
what is
is no longer
worth the breath it takes
to speak of anymore.

within my hands, i hold
absolute destruction.
your soul, it was so pretty.
placed atop your head, it was a halo.
your soul, it was so alluring.
the moth intercepts the fire
in a kamikaze mission,
because your soul
it was so attractive.

but within my hands,
i hold little more than broken pieces.
it shattered in my grip.
i had no idea
i was holding it too tightly.
it cracked under the pressure
of being light in the darkness.
your soul, it was a beacon,
but within my hands i hold
dust being carried off by the wind.

tear it all apart.
rip away the shadows;
deconstruct the pain.
like a moth to the flame,
you followed me
to your own downfall.
and within these hands
that only know how to destroy,
i find the urge to join you
on your funeral pyre.