My sweet darkness invades my soul
Loving others and destroying me Becoming the goal of the whole She knocks me to my bloody knees I am clean like the rickety old house She must fulfill those nasty needs I am willing to be the honorable louse She ignores my living seeds She has my honor and love I own her nightly cries till morning comes I would love her like a baby and a dove In her eyes, I stay in the slums Her touch of corruption is never attained My sadness is given no relief The spirit is completely drained My time here will be brief
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November 2019
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