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Tell them I've left, let me dissolve and leave burned colors behind.

I want to dissipate into the trees, let my essence bleed into the sky.

I want my eyes open to see fingertips scratch out the soul of my body.

Let my lips part to utter nonsense and a last odditiy.

Let me freeze my veins, let my skin harden, make my legs flee from my fears.

Do not burn me, do not free me, do not shed any more tears.

Let my lungs fill with blood and my heart run empty.

Give me no covering, let me be exposed and clean.

Bare what thoughts I hide, clense them from my mind.

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Not my usual style of writing, but I enjoyed creating it.

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