Savage
You are savage
You are beast
You are the reflection
That I see in my sleep.
You are the spirits
That surround me
Intruding my mind
And caressing my very soul.
You took my life away
And made it your own
I'm not made of stone
So shall you soon know.
Keep your feelings at bay
While I sway in the distance
It's my own existence
That you even existed.
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