upon a prize.
Kiss our sins,
goodbye.
You feign a smile,
it's been awhile.
Since we've been wild.
Without,
you in my dreams.
I've been seeing things,
so obscene.
I wonder,
with you being here.
Should I deal in fear,
after all?
Or am I,
a freak like you.
Someone guided to,
semi-truth.
So sick of,
this beast in me.
Simplicity,
and denial.
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