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Jan 2019
'come closer.'
she beckons me, nearer, nearer
'its quiet down here.'
she's frightening; i fear her
'flowers grow and crystals shine.'
i'm repelled, but in a trance
'two more steps, and you're all mine.'
against her power, i have no chance
'give in, my sweet; you're me, i'm you.'
i trip at the edge, fall down the chasm
'in infinite darkness, there's so much you can do.'
i fall, helpless; i writhe and spasm
'i'll let you go, but you're home now, dear.'
i feel warm numbness take over me
'i'll hold you close, there's nothing to fear.'
this isn't so bad, this ecstasy
'now close your eyes, and hold your breath.'
i do as she says, she's in command
'embrace me and i'll gift you death.'
"ah," i think, "she understands."
i hold her tight in the murky darkness
'that's right my sweet; you're me, i'm you.'
i kiss her lips with a gentle sharpness
'i'll color you hues of green and blue.'
but no, from this darkness, there's no going back
no more greens or blues; i'll forever be black.
an ode to my mood swings.
Crossbow
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Crossbow  16/F
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