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~ Standing at death's door ~
I drink the sinister elixir
that blind me to all of the injustices
that take place
with nothing on the inside,
except eeriness and a crushed heart
I sit all alone and in the dark
with these feelings that I never knew existed
my soul doth not conform with life
for it yearn for you
I've love and want you
my little slave kneeling by my feet
but you elude me
just beyond my reach the woman
of my dreams it’s you whom
I seek as my slave
for now I linger in the darkness of my mind
without a sound
I am drawn into the abyss
for inside me reside evil
and when I think of you my spirit ignite
but never truly knowing passion's kiss
from you as my slave
as the slow ache suddenly began
rips apart my very soul
as I stand at death's door
that blind me to all of the injustices
that take place
with nothing on the inside,
except eeriness and a crushed heart
I sit all alone and in the dark
with these feelings that I never knew existed
my soul doth not conform with life
for it yearn for you
I've love and want you
my little slave kneeling by my feet
but you elude me
just beyond my reach the woman
of my dreams it’s you whom
I seek as my slave
for now I linger in the darkness of my mind
without a sound
I am drawn into the abyss
for inside me reside evil
and when I think of you my spirit ignite
but never truly knowing passion's kiss
from you as my slave
as the slow ache suddenly began
rips apart my very soul
as I stand at death's door
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