The forever comes with a breath

silently stalking like a quiet death

Tracing the lines of her face

consumed by a void of time and space

Passion stirs and rears its sleeping head

In love with ghosts and the dancing dead

When she comes all will be lost

I will be with her no matter the cost

Warm and soft her snow-white skin

Her eyes are bright and trap my sins

I’m fading away and can no longer tell

is she my heaven or is she my hell?

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