The balkanization
Of my heart has been resurrected
With an affection that always
Inspires, and never
Grows tired
Of my dark and deadly valleys. Is
This the end of me? I swore to
Never go back
In this, the
Finest hour, my last breath of
Life awaits me. Anticipation with
Vomiting. You are something
I
Dream. You are the something that
I must have. Truly, this is the
Finale of my suffering and the
Beginning of perpetual peace
Truly, this is the end-the
Departure I have waited for. My
Last chance to
See this
Perpetual peace. On this day, I
Will learn to love again. And so
I am waiting to die