You knocked and you weren't asking for a cup of sugar.
You weren't looking,
You found something you could never hope to ask for.
You played,
A haunting doorbell on my heartstrings.
You stayed,
And you began to sway to the psychedelic melody.
You drew out of me,
Every charismatic trick up my sleeve.
You ignored what you saw so blatantly,
The poisonous thing I am.
A sweet, slow dagger in your chest,
You smile as if it doesn't pierce.
I am the lesser of two evils at best,
And you remain ever so unperturbed.
A jackal shrieks and the wolf calls,
There is no blue corn moon, the night is black.
You'd best run before the last domino falls,
When Venus closes her petals - hell breaks loose.
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