Hope You can't see my decay...
For I have perished in better feelings!
Stand beside me as I pray,
In worse nightmares than healings.
Putridity within this naked soul,
With boredom as its sole completion...
Came together with a goal
Too predicted to be an addiction.
Obsession I said... No more!
Your posession... My lore!
Please defeat my sleep with corrosion
So I would die in You with illusion!
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