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(for Dark Lust competition)
"behind a wall and under the same sky"
(a fantastical perspective of a maniac)
when i drive by your house
under a surfacing of clouds, a dull black
my pupils begin to match the color
when i open the car door
i find myself at your yard
the brownish green of the sweater you wore
the first time my pupil became an apple, reflecting you
when i walk by your tree
i find myself climbing among the apples
each reminding me of everything running through you
that i wanted to take from you
when i reach your window
a lust for your face grows stronger
almost wishing i could grab your body, lifeless yet still warm
and take it in my room with me
when i stand above your bed
i lay a cold hand on you
disrupting your innocent flesh
so soft the skin, and so close the veins
the fragilility of your body, a thin window i want to break into
and steal everything inside
when i find your lips
i lean my face upon yours
but a shriek immerses
when i hear it
i clutch every piece of your vulnerable body
my nearly frozen hands can capture
when my knife draws upon you
i am past your borders
(a fantastical perspective of a maniac)
when i drive by your house
under a surfacing of clouds, a dull black
my pupils begin to match the color
when i open the car door
i find myself at your yard
the brownish green of the sweater you wore
the first time my pupil became an apple, reflecting you
when i walk by your tree
i find myself climbing among the apples
each reminding me of everything running through you
that i wanted to take from you
when i reach your window
a lust for your face grows stronger
almost wishing i could grab your body, lifeless yet still warm
and take it in my room with me
when i stand above your bed
i lay a cold hand on you
disrupting your innocent flesh
so soft the skin, and so close the veins
the fragilility of your body, a thin window i want to break into
and steal everything inside
when i find your lips
i lean my face upon yours
but a shriek immerses
when i hear it
i clutch every piece of your vulnerable body
my nearly frozen hands can capture
when my knife draws upon you
i am past your borders
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