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Addictive Submission
Laying down upon your tomb,
Praying to relieve my lonely nights,
Dreaming of a time when you fell into my arms,
Embrace in the haze of addiction,
The fix we craved together in this prison,
The submissive glance of psychopathic vision,
Sky lights your grave in hope of life,
Wanting to caress your face in this addiction,
This closing in vision of submission,
Love for this life we had,
Never knowning what reality could take,
As the you died, convulsing in my arms,
The flowing river of coughed blood,
A cold September wind gusting against my face,
Running water that sweeps across my cheeks,
To drift into the wind of remorse,
Now locked in a mortal prison,
This downward fall engaged in eternity of loneliness.
Wickedness was your charm,
As the sky turned black all around us,
Breathing the sweet smell of lust,
Desire crept up my spine in a souless shiver,
As we dance around our joy,
Like we did in those golden days of old,
Now as I praise this six foot incision in the Earth,
I pray for your lowliness,
Watching me from a far,
Where my sight cannot begin to reach,
As the loyalty we once shared is gone,
Blood begins to flow from my rusty pipes in sorrow and pain,
To see your hipnotic face again,
The way it used to glow from this majestic flow,
As we embraced our own delight,
Underneath the broken moonlight,
The vibrant colors of our vampiric vision,
Feeding on the substance that stole your heart.
