Then your spell had mingled where the oxygen found its home
Yet I couldn't breathe, locked in a chest of uncertainty, feeling so forlornAnd it felt like the crimson gushing from your grave orbs
I found myself drowning in the red,
holding back my uncanny sobsI was about to flee when Chaos held my hand,
The hand which held yours and did wonders without a wandIt all felt whimsical and dreary when I read that book,
Called misery to chase me out,
All for me to see how you actually lookI felt you lurking in the night,
Your aura, blacker than the darkness of the lightLooking into me like a host would stare at his prey
Your words knock at my skull to say Everything you'll do to me once I make my brain, with your Sinister plans, swayI hear thy calling, from Eve to Persephone,
When I hear legends say,
They lost me in the woods and found me standing at the bayYour smile had got me slain the moment I heard raven shrieking against the void of my brain,
The shrine had divulged so maleficent and pale,
Withering in your charms, I killed everything angelic inside me in vain,Your existence smiled and whispered,
"well done love."
I gave into your praise and said
"fuck fairytales," and danced in the devil's masquerade again.﹒﹏﹒﹒﹏﹒﹒﹏﹒. 🎶🎶🎶 .﹒﹏﹒﹒﹏﹒﹒﹏﹒
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