I could have been this wave
That circuits through your body
Exposure fast of rich decay
In this stillness of tonight
Touching softly, bare and alive again
at your expense.her swift reprise.
Pulling you under, nights colide.
Suspicions slid in, and devoured the stars
The leaves fell quiet, with your surprise
An epiphany of misleading destiny
She mouthed words of promise. I then turned away
A bloody promise. With a gust of cruel deception.
A heroine in the shadows, who's hand you'd never see.
While she gutted you with sickness, emotion only left a bruise.
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