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The beast in me

April 29, 2013

gothic

The mystery in the shadows,

the images in my nightmares,

the ghost caressing and driving away my sanity,

I wanna indulge,

I can’t keep up with disaster within,

stuck and sensing demise,

vultures patient,

open me up and tear me apart,

my own could destroy much more,

I thought I lost the touch,

into the depth of my bones,

formed a habitat and made me a horrid creature,

not worth a gaze,

that precious had been drowned,

rust domination.

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