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inky black
tripping falling
wretched voice appalling
you had your way
now give my heart back

poisoned nightmare
curtains drawn black
through hallowed hall
hells inviting call

pick up the phone
wait for the tone
stoney silence
reminds you of home

mixed perceptions
dreamed inceptions
all these fucked up
misconceptions

hands over mouth
needles jammed in thighs
cross over heart
I hope the devil dyes

all these fatal notions
with his terror potions
turn this wicked knack
to never ending inky black

© Graveyard Grace