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i sit in the dark

to drink of my heart

with each breath i take

evil awakes

and all my mistakes

don't seem to break

and silence plays tune

to the breath of the moon

wraps me around

stitching my frown

making it seem

like it was in a dream

funny thing is

a crack in my ribs

which took a beat

from my heart in it's sleep

wanting to free

itself from disease

which is evil itself

eternity seeps out my cells

stretching upward to heaven

why can't i leave this place