Perfum

There’s a black hole around behind me
this evil one smile and speak
about catharsis and epiphany
about how easy it is
to drag me slowly
into a vivid hell
.
Darling, can’t you see
this is the worst kind of hug
that you can bring to me
Darling, won’t you listen
my screams of agony
cuz I shout out in silence
.
Your voice echoes in this room
even demons hunts for a safe doom
it’s all about you, even the bloom
dead and rotten, no perfum
only the death bouquet from your tomb
.
Darling, can’t you see
this is the worst kind of hug
that you can bring to me
Darling, won’t you listen
my screams of agony
cuz I shout out in silence
.

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