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Mists swirl around and through me,
I dwell upon memories of a dark past,
Focusing on the absence of love,
Or even the slightest happiness,
Throughout most of my life,
Shadows of passionate thoughts,
A fog of emotion over my mind,
I linger on past experiences,
Journies through my own soul,
Dark swirls of pain that feed my lust,
My hunger for wicked pleasure,
Pleasure of the wound,
The knife cutting my skin,
The fingers pushed into my eyes,
The girl beating away my sorrow,
Feeding my dark purpose,
To stay to absorb pain,
In order to free others from it,
I dought the day comes when,
I can finally experience joy without,
It being drowned in an instant,
By the evil whips of life,
Curling around my throat,
Cutting my flesh with each strike,
Yet odly I feast on the pain,
And stand up to be hit again,
Hate, anger, and despair fueling my joy,
It both sickens and cures me at once,
I long to be free of this illness,
I know only love will heal me,
But those I have loved told me to die,
Or to let them die, So I sit alone,
Staring at the phone,
Planning what to say to the one I love now,
Will she accept me? Or is this another,
Ill-fated torture of life,
I have never loved like this before,
Or been told that I am loved,
By the one my feelings swell for,
I see a light through the clouds,
And there she stands as glorious,
And as vibrant as the sun,
I long for her to reach to me,
Except doubt holds her back from me,
Reach to me, oh lovely mistress!
Through the night, drenched in black,
Bring me out of my torment!
The darkness is dense now,
No matter how much I say I enjoy it,
I would rather have an eternity of love with you.