Trap

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My words run like water.
Streaming down your face with grace,
Intervening at your lips,
you're drowned in my dark abyss.
Your ears ring to the tunes I sing
And you quietly hum along
to the hymns they bring.
Every ache in your bones
Is due to my lack of songs,
So I continue to drench you in honey and your monsters sweetly devour you in the midst of my trap,
soaked in rich chocolate.
You try to eat your way through,
But you never get full.

You try to eat your way through,But you never get full

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