And she will devour you and consume your thoughts
Though you run away, she will carry you astray
Every feeling in you once felt, she will recover
She will fill you, envelop you in the shadows you've forgotten
She will rise and spread her legs amidst your ambience
You, soon befallen in her stolid abysmal glory
Encumbered with the stench of regret and diluted passion
Caressed by the damp cold heart of this dead woman
Take her, rise and swallow her whole
Soothe her impending madness with the acid you digest
Arise, implode her with silenced fury succumbed inside
Awake with caution, step back, now resume
No longer this woman can feast on your will
Your heart colorful though coated in grey
Your gaze is now brighter though dark it can be
And your mind is purest encased in hair greyer than she.
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very intense.
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