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the man in black

dust
like spiderwebs
crawling beneath my bones

my heart
whispers
painfully
"I do not know,
I do not know"

red eyes
my eyes
piercing through
your skin in the
dull light

your eyes
dark lies
I do not know,
I do not know.

drain
the blood
from my fingertips

such a beautiful
pain
to hold you
like this

love
is the nightmare
that clutches my throat
every night

every breath I waste
for you
in a kiss,
but why?

I do not know,
I do not know.




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