Wicked thought
Out of sight,
all alone,
when temptation
is my master
i see my perfectly dark future
behind my perfectly dark eyelids
in my hand lies the blade
i open my mouth
letting my perfectly dark soul rise a soul so big it casts a shadow
over this perfectly white room
kvg
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