You're hunting Me.
So why does it feel like
I'm the one hunting.
Through the perilous waters of memory
I've long since lost the sirens voices
I've thrown my old Heart into the abyss
dreaming of you before yourself
my eyes dried by nothingness
fixed madly on a light to come
And the beating
more frightening than a thousand ghosts
It keeps me awake amidst terror and fear
For it is said
"Speak a word and save me,
Speak a word and breake me"
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