Habit of Darkness
I know you're there
Lurking and wait to
Seize the opportunity
Then charge and approach
Quickly so that I can
Feel secure in
The darkness and despair
Of your wake
Search my soul and clean
The contents of my heart.
Leave me nothing but
A shell of nothingness
Provide me with comfort
Of your destruction
Use me to fulfill your
Own agenda of
Death.
I wait for
Your arrival and crave
To be once again
A victim of your nightmare.
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