Crestfallen

Your darkness consumes me

Believe me it's hard to embody

Inside there is an insatiable desire

A pleasure and requisite undertaking

Fabrications and beguiling promises 

But I will not break

Your insecurities overwhelm you

Dying to be prevalent

Spiritless and crestfallen

Sabotaging your innocence

I feed upon your faintness

Your wistful and aghast

Eternally resting

The End

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