This Wait For You
In darkness we meet stained are the memories of a jaded view
Cold are the nights.
Agony is this wait for you.
We met in a nightmare soon to be a dream.
Six confessions in the garden the snake does reside.
Alone in her misery within the ear of the monster she does confide.
Tortured hearts bound by pain.
Both scared by others.
Within the arms of the asylum.
Finding solice amongst the insane.
Bound by fear beaten yet still alive.
Trambled underfoot.
Togather in spite we did thrive.
Six in the chamber only one do I need.
Cast in a role.
Without question the dogs do feed.
The kiss so sweet apon cracked lips.
Far from the pain.
A willing victim into the heart she rips.
Lost within shadows locked within the power.
The suffering of two.
Scratching the days into the walls counting every hour.
Six more endless nights.
As from the curtain a light shines through.
When from darkness we join.
So end"s this wait for you.
dedicated to my dark heart J.E.R
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