SEMBLANCE KISS
My eyes have seen this before.
A temptress near to haunt me,
a stranger so familiar,
a woman full of sin and unrighteousness.
What was her name again?
“Deja vu,” came a voice I had forgotten I knew
So curiously eerie
Hearing the footsteps behind
Reveal yourself and I'll remember you always.
Your stubbornness will be the end of us,
the end of me.
Does it not consume you?
What does she desire, little one?
a pick through my brain doesn't hurt
But she's left her mark
And I can't seem to remember why.
Someone would think that after all this time,
“How could you forget?”
But they don’t know the defeat of it all,
the unknown.
So as the dust cleared away
And another objective in ruins
The woman laughed dauntingly
Tormenting another along her way.
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