A.

Well, what’s in a name?
giving it one might give you power
if you want that, rather
I am sure you would sooner
let it strangle your liver
and watch yourself die

It’s why I changed mine
severed ties, took away the power
that comes from your bottle
twists faces into gaunt demons

I left because I see what you don’t
and until you can see, I’m sorry:
you are on your own

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