the eyes that feast upon me is some sort of delicious torment
my love
the innocent seduction that the repugnance your eyes bestows upon me
is the satisfaction I have been searching for
my fear

but the eloquent silence that comes with suffering
my dear
is the melancholy that becomes the pleasure in being miserable

treachery will always bring loyalty into question
and loyalty is the devotion which you lack
the pain
and for this I have never liked you, and I always will.

the consensual rape of my confidence
the honesty
and the stab of the dull Knife
my conqueror
leave me with the mandatory option of deserting
my sanity
the refrain

and the hearse that drives the deceased
will become the current place of residing
the hurt
for my soul,
my confidence.

my love, my dear, my conqueror , my fear
the hurt , the pain, the honesty, the refrain
the kill, the slaughter, the death of my daughter

I’m gone forever
and in your dreams once again.
never


 
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