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Laying down in sheets of black Satin I wrap it around me,
so tightly, protecting myself from the evil that is taunting me.
Trapping myself within the comfort of the silk,
Smelling the fragrance,
The purity,
Feeling thread by thread being torn from me,
Ripping away, with every memory.
Entering my mind, unknowingly,
Not realizing that it's just a fantasy,
Corrupting my mind but so enchantingly,
For if I only realized that I am not just a component of the darkness but I am the darkness,
I am that shadow with the most evanescent penumbra, like my heart,
I am that fire set ablaze,
While my sanity is the ashes falling away unto ruins, piece by piece,
I'm that time bomb that at every tick, and every falling number,
I feel myself slowly fall into a dark slumber,
Then out of no where I'm raging,
Everything bottled up that's been eating inside of me,
That demon that took away everything that was important,
Everything that I owned,
Everything that I could feel,
Leaving me vacant,
Leaving me to the only feeling of being numb,
Taking that inner warrior from inside and discrediting everything that I overcome,
Feeling every dark tirad filling into every spot that was once empty,
Lacerating every womb reopening everything that was once buried within,
Now every memory is fading, with every illicit sin.
so tightly, protecting myself from the evil that is taunting me.
Trapping myself within the comfort of the silk,
Smelling the fragrance,
The purity,
Feeling thread by thread being torn from me,
Ripping away, with every memory.
Entering my mind, unknowingly,
Not realizing that it's just a fantasy,
Corrupting my mind but so enchantingly,
For if I only realized that I am not just a component of the darkness but I am the darkness,
I am that shadow with the most evanescent penumbra, like my heart,
I am that fire set ablaze,
While my sanity is the ashes falling away unto ruins, piece by piece,
I'm that time bomb that at every tick, and every falling number,
I feel myself slowly fall into a dark slumber,
Then out of no where I'm raging,
Everything bottled up that's been eating inside of me,
That demon that took away everything that was important,
Everything that I owned,
Everything that I could feel,
Leaving me vacant,
Leaving me to the only feeling of being numb,
Taking that inner warrior from inside and discrediting everything that I overcome,
Feeling every dark tirad filling into every spot that was once empty,
Lacerating every womb reopening everything that was once buried within,
Now every memory is fading, with every illicit sin.
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