Chamber - without a trace

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You were staring at fractures in the wall Inventing ways to disappear To be spared from the pain of failure You have only delayed your eventual demise Written on your fucking face Fleeting bliss will precede your fall from grace A name that no one cares to speak Trace these words In shades of sorrow In power line hiss Your purity lives on Tangled up and graceless Barely fucking breathing Grafting skin from the unblemished Stretching it over your starving body You will vanish Without a trace Without a trace Tangled up and graceless Barely fucking breathing
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