i close my eyes trying to remember you
in this prison.
the rapture is now over and done.
they have found me.
alone and less afraid.
your passing has well been passed.
the locust house has been burned.
the sins are washing over crying over mercy.
the fearful heretic.
you helped me, hide, i helped you lived.
echoes of the baby crying.
i pray upon your soul.
the scars of a sin eater.
the cutthroat of the bones.
abandoned sermon, burned chapel.
i am now free from the rapture and you.
blood on my dress.
i will never forget you.
you have been lost, I've been found.
the locust house has been burned.
i can't go back there. ever again.
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