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she-was-sleeping Jun 2015
To little death
You fall into
From little death
I pull you out
...Loop...

Oh little death
Must you chase him?

Attention please!
...Nevermore...

There you lay
Paralyzed in oblivion
...A caitiff knight...

Tormented by silence
I reached out to you
Each second had me
...Quaking...

Eternal terror seized me
...bits by bits...

My lament
For your craven soul
But once More
I will say
...Please wake up...

— The End —