From behind my heart
And out of sight
It crawled, it crept
It came from night
These sharp claws
Keep tight hold on me
Sucking from my bones
The tough and weary fee
The tendrils of fearsome
Hide behind my face
They veil themselves in real emotion
Thirsty for a taste
I was the autumn's child, you see
Of reds and starry nights
After joy, such joy
I fell to the shadow's might.
Oh, it waits, it waits
Where ever it may need
Inside me, patient, hungry
To come out, to feed.
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