your soul

hate lusts loves last pain

washing away like tears in the rain

there is no way we can place blame

i am not even close to sane

babble mindless

fear blinds us

rage fills

hate spills

glory in each passing word

we are just as clear as you have heard

clarity given in hopes of hate

that you will see

there is no fate

i had one once

yours blinds me still

mine was sold

by my free will

an even trade

to feel no pain