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shadows eyes
she feels me
drifting about the room
watching her every move
shes reeking of gloom
nerves on the edge of fear
scars of rust
skin smells of lust
and last nights rush
the sickness keeps me near
When she sleeps
like the spiders I creep
creating new nightmares
Im starting to infect her mind
the decays all mine
In time shel see things
threw our eyes
drifting about the room
watching her every move
shes reeking of gloom
nerves on the edge of fear
scars of rust
skin smells of lust
and last nights rush
the sickness keeps me near
When she sleeps
like the spiders I creep
creating new nightmares
Im starting to infect her mind
the decays all mine
In time shel see things
threw our eyes
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