I can feel your grip
burning through my skin
and the way you cover my eyes
to reveal Empathy to be
Apathy in disguise.

I can feel your venom tongue
but your time is running up
and the way you hide my thoughts
to reveal my love for him
as lust.

I can feel her icy eyes,
her manipulated lives
that swirl inside her vodka ice.
Well, I'm not her tonight.
I'll never soak in pride.

Satan,
your will is done.
You've got me
constantly overcome.
But should I take you on,
I'll be your black widow
from God.
 
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