Heart Beat

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A little strange

Rapid movements in the path

Swaying uncontrollably

Lacking mental balance

Twizted into a false sense

The Dark Lord beckons

Shed tears to please him

Veins aching to feed him

Freezing the soul with a look

Tempting mankind with his Kiss

Defining what he is, impossible

Losing ones self in him, undeniable

A pratice of Black Magic brings him

A loyal heart keeps him

Banishment not allowed, he consumes

A stone, He stands untouched

Until, you gaze upon him.

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