She is right to bury the knife
To bleed every truth I guard
Out of twisted affection
For all the wicked lullabies
I sang for her alone
Or so I once swore
Her loyalty raves and leaves me choked
To eternally heave
In a purge of desire
Our screams harmonize
Until my eyes shoot open
And I’m stranded in the dark
To contend with myself

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