Middle Eastern snake oil turns to Middle Eastern alcohol, and the venom you pour in will flare up your crystal eyes.

Don't lie about your cancer.
Don't tell me you're okay,
Because I know **** well you're not,
And now... I'm sure of it.

I knew you to be serious.
The shadows whispered "Tempest".
I trigger these warnings, and I have to confess that I should have confessed my love in the light glow of that restaurant.

I would scream my love to God,
But now I scream out in the air.

Still, it seems I'll write to thee,
But so blind now, Calliope,
But you knew it was you,
As you led me back into that bag of ***** tricks.

*****, *****,
Mischievous to put it lightly.
Calliope, I know at least a few secrets
That I'd bet you're still hiding,
I get no closure from screaming so loud,
Awaking nature yet no one to hear me.

I want you to scream back.

I am deserving of my Holy Litany now, am I not?
Just look how arrogant I can become
With a few stripes via ballpoint pen.