And now you must tear it
tear everything you own
fragments of first memory
to last regret you shown
just a couple thought pincers
to raze everything to its bone
blindly chewing and gnawing
your last virtual groan
spitting into ashen dust
all the love you'd known
torn to shreds of obscurity
like splicing a rice paper cone
blown to pulverised nothing
last time you owned a moan
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