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Feb 2014
In the woods
Where the old trees die
I saw your slender figure
I heard your trembling breath
You ran in fear

He tried to reach you
With eyes so dark
Swallowing the moonlight
β€œTurn and face me” he whispered
But you heard him

The trees were moaning
He grabbed your delicate wrist
Pulled you close
Humming an obscure melody

Fear
His name was Fear

Give yourself to me
I will save you
I will end this

A kiss
Before I purge you

Your blood will run
It will bind us
You will be a part of me

No longer apart from me
No way to run away
No voice to shout
No arms to break free

You are with me
You will forever be
xxc
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xxc  Sweden
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