Adamantium

This blade keeps cutting

Adamantium
There is no love.
There is no hope.
There is no fucking warmth.
There is no love.
There's no love.
There is no fucking love.
This thick red blanket
that coats your skin
can't bring the end.
This blade keeps cutting.
This plague keeps killing.
This blade keeps cutting.
This plague keeps killing.
And the only way
to confirm your misery
is to destroy hose who loved you.
There is no love.
There is no love.
No fucking love (x4).
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