In/no/cence
Shivering arms goose bumps embellished
Tongue down your neck tastes like sugar
Who is this person that I’ve become
My mind’s corrupt with the thoughts passing
Sweat evaporating into the air
Making it thick and humid
Breaths of flames that light up the darkness
It consumes me
I’m pacing confused hands in my hair
Nails clawed like a lioness gripping the ground
Roaring into your ear what you want to hear
I’ve crossed over to the realm of no return
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