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vividly
by the dim light sulk in the dark of your rage
touching the light wither away
inside of night's glare, timid
I shy from the cold of nothingness
my soul by torment's right is shaded by the cool of the eternity
I am and I am not
always becoming what he desires
almost isn't good enough
measured by behavior and deed
I still pull away not forgetting the life before me
when in torture's grin I beheld your face great and terrible
and I knew terror and I knew pain
I beheld the nature of stark need
as it crawl in my womb and breed
I bore time from my want of you
in my madness bane I cross from one dimension to the next
conjuring insanity from my breast
where I gave suckle to demons in need of rest
barking, tethered to my lusts
wandering the inferno blinded by my screams
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