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You are a demon unbeknownst to you

As you split my being clear in two.

In such a wild fashion I sank into your veins

I was your blood, though you held the reigns.



With imagery so sickening, so cruel,

I burned for my longing to overrule

The wonders I beseeched within your breast

Though my mind ached for eternal rest.



From my own hand would be too bold

For I am accustomed to seek out the bitter cold

That turns my blood into liquid ice.

So I latched on to a jagged vice



That plunged your thick, brown stake into my heart

With a force so mighty, I could no longer depart

Into the lonesome to which I belonged

Before I swept myself into your imaginary arms;



Outstretched like trestles, yet translucent in guise

As razor blades then take the place of your eyes.

With broken glass that flows as tears

I dwell within the confine of your ears



As I tried to read your sordid mind

Behind my own curtain and pantomime;

I was trapped within imagined walls

Gawking freely down the corridors



Of your twisted and unchristened soul;

Though before me, lo and behold,

I find I am, indeed, alone.

Now I am no longer yours to own



Though my mind ceases to resist.

My being begs me to persist,

For you are destiny, though laced in black

With venom fangs waiting to attack.