Something this way wicked comes
And in the reluctance,
you can see my chest heave.
You don't quite understand
that the sigh
is not for you,
but for me.
I wish away the rain
I see on the edge
of your Soul,
fighting to escape your eyes.
But it might be my imagination,
another thing I don't want
to question.
I'm racing fate and
trying to defy time now,
the axe is coming for me,
gotta stay nimble
on my feet now.
And I don't want
to lose
to lose
to lose.
Myself
or
You
now.
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