Thou shall not destroy me, I shall not wreck myself.
'Tis a violent altercation within me.
Thine are the cruelest damnation-
What life- solely at your mercy!
Nay, 'tis not, there is a Deity up there-
Who looks upon my colossal misery,
And is it not just here that I suffer-
Suffer all because of thee?
Ah, wretched as I am, my heart was pure
Thou has come and tainted all my hope,
Too much havoc grew in me-
A havoc of extensive scope.
Fare thee well, wearisome devotion,
I prefer a noble exaltation.
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