My Promise

Let's seal this greeting with the passion from a razor's kiss
Compassion, a virtue never synonymous
With this name, now my gaze pierces two sets of somber eyes
Of which only dreams had brought in yesteryear

My misery, my bane
And my envy
Personified
Personified

I will take everything from you, I will replicate an assembled heart
Forged from your collective agony

And I will tear awa
Until there are but two
Two beating hearts before me
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I will tear away, for my greatest triumph lies in the:
Fear, loathing, resentment, and spite
Will scourge them both for the rest of their wretched days