Voyeur

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There is a dark place, behind everything that would protect you

Filled with a presence that torments you and neglects you

It sits, lying dormant, until it finds a moment

A single moment where you let go, you release

And it pounces, it seizes

It grips you with the power of a thousand souls

And never lets go

It has taken hold, swallowed you whole

Drained all the blood from your body

You have been left mutilated, your essence diminished

Leaving you uninhabited and so very barren

Now a voyeur to your own death

Learning to embrace the inevitable

You watch your new face take on the world

With new eyes, completely dead inside

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