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Why don't you pour inside me, jet-black rain?
Your pelting drops are slashing through my skin.
I'll let your murky waters flood my veins
So that you can consume me from within.

You too should blow inside me, raven wind!
Your freezing moans are howling down my throat,
Your cold embrace holds all my demons pinned -
I can't do anything but watch you gloat.

Come shine inside me, twisted ray of black!
Dispel my light or hide it in your gloom
And I won't plead with you to give it back,
I will not beg your mercy for my doom.

Black miasma, fill me with your curse!
Inky shadow, seep inside my core!
Go on, devour me black universe!
I will become your white internal sore!

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