darkmare

dance of the gods

whispers drizzle like daggers

slicing deep into my mind

must be the muse of shadow

taunting haunting

wrapping my darkness

like clenched fists

pounding, pounding, pounding...



passionate suffocation

creeping willow shrouds

sodium packed on wounds

must be the symphony of phantoms

teasing pleasing

feeding my hunger

like lust truffles

fading, fading, fading...



off to sleep.

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