You're just a little tease
in the dark
amidst the midnight breeze
so what's it going to be
are you going to walk.......
or be with me ?
the sky is full of cosmics
the air smells over-fresh
the broken masks of the night
puts goosebumps all over my flesh.
the cracks are dark
but not over-paled
i try to overcome
but i failed.
now your eyes are touching
what an intrusion
the midnight coverings
creates the illusion.
something's burning within
ignited is the flame
the candle burns both ends
the violence inside is not tame
to control it, it depends.
the underdeveloped fantasies
the overreacting dreams
sometimes the door of realism
may give you silent screams
it's over and done
i'm underwater
i'm over-run..

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