High and Dry

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A thin needled dart
Straight to my heart

Injecting your venom
Crystal veritaserum

Spreading like a wild fire
Agony, anguish and desire

To inflict more to come
Broken bones tuned strum

Crashing waves of my blood
Bursting walls as it should

Rupturing, reeling, ripping
Mortal wisps slipping

Cloak of moonlight and crimson
No more home, no prison

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