My mind

Sacrifices
My heart

At the
Altar of
My tongue.

—-

It damns off
The absolute

Bloodbaths
Of adoration

Anxiously
Circulating

Through
My Veins.

—-

I[t] know[s]
Better.

My systems
Need
Something

To keep
Us Running.

—-

I[t] know[s]
We have
Poured

Ourselves
Entirely OUT

For men
Before;

& Ended up
Nearly dead.

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