Bound in my veins it flowed till yet,
Now free to flow forth...
The love I had and hatred that replaced it since-
Along my blood, that stains the world...
And had 'The End' come to take away;
Me, my spirit, the essence and soul...
And in its wake, bring-
a last breath of life;
It'd have found no such things to steal...
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