False Idols, Fake Prophets, Fictitious Self

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Hoarding gold,
I uncovered my poverty.
Coveting flesh,
I forfeited my soul.
Bleeding time,
I drew closer to darkness.
Seeking fame,
I walked alone.
Indulging rage,
I butchered the stillness

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