Shiver
the smell of midnight envelopes my nostrils
here i am stuck in the darkness
a sound from the corner starts the shiver
once i had the light it consumed me whole
the entrapment of the pleasure to see only what i wanted
it stays in the damaged brain i now call a home
ive adopted this new pleasure its gigantic
whats waiting in the pitch black
its coming soon to show me
The sound from the infinite starts again the shiver
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