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You left me
So cold and so relieved
In a fit of rage
We said our goodbyes
But nevermind it all
Hell was raised
Ready to war on Heaven
But to my surprise
You weren't there
Escaped the rain only to find thunder
The next time we meet
It's in the morgue
Time to identify what's left of you
From all the wolves
Ravaging your body
But you, you must have known?