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Tis not so bleakly morbid
To wait upon our death
As is to kill us now
I live in loathsome fear
of histories recurrences
the fact is that of often
so oftens won my vote
be you another politician?
And it's true what you proclaim, your mutability and difference
I can see that all eyes have their black dot
That I cannot see past
So I hold your heart as witness
To a crime not yet committed
Dare you speak of trust or faith
I shall laugh at your ignorance, but pity thy own esteem
Hence you claim I punish you
Do I not caress and inforce my tenderness upon you
in the night?
You scream coldly yes! But the night is blind
let me knock down the barriers
that you have pierced your lids down
Now I cry to you of love and hate
In unison are the two
To hate is to love, to love is to hate
How should I feel towards you
Then on his knees he took my hand
His body it shivered he trembled in voice
Announcing so distinctly
"I can feel every heartbeat".
With his pupils widened
I knew his words for true
As pale of the moon shone brightly and still
Where once was all and only black.
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