Your secret temptation is dastardly born
With minutes falling away.
Taking your time, your own sweet time,
Limiting all you defy.
Dreaming of a different day,
Another past to bear.
Losing all you've left behind
And defy all you've left to die.
You're sins revealed for what they bring,
You've siphoned off your hope.
With crawling tears; sweet, wet and warm
You're pitied for a peasant.
Temptation like another drug,
A high you can't escape.
Famines ravage such a hope
And defy all you've left to die.
Whisper, whisper, whisper
Hiding, hidden in the sand.
Desperate dreams, desperate thoughts,
Defy all you've left to die.
Author notes
Inspired by the Night Quest picture
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thats so beautiful. it drags me down too. i can feel the victims panic. it has an excellent reader-relation. it also has a veru nice flow. excellent work. thank you.
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