The circle begins, the cycle rotates.
I close my eyes as I hear the now familiar words.
"Tell a soul and die"
I shut my eyes to the poison of the world
My soul mixes with the blood of desire
As the roving eye touches my body;
Inside I cry and hope that it is all a dream
As the tainted hand touches the flower of my youth
My soul leaves my body
I pray that I wake to the song of your demise
Sadly, you breathe, you live, you smell, you touch, you feel,
you kiss the insides of my terrified soul
My spirit watches the daily death of my heart
The 'creak' of my door quickens me to the shuffle of your feet,
I shut my eyes and my soul leaves.
Tonight my soul does not return to me...
In the dull lighting of my bedroom
Tonight my soul watches as yours
flees the fortress of my tainted flesh.
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