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"RECKONING OF ENCHANTMENT"

"RECKONING OF ENCHANTMENT"
The blood that falls
Like diamonds
And this skin aches
Like a bit of rust
You bit then I fell
Trust is the black cancer
No one's immune
Ive died for you
Like I've lived for everyone else
When the temptation ensues
Will you wilt with guilt
Trying times play there hand
Dealt spades for every emotion
To conquer ones self
The other self,on the other side
From which you hide
Every single kiss
For every single moment
It's like every time the moment comes
Were stuck in the sand
You won't understand
Don't give me your hand
It's all in the plan.....
The taste of your magical poison
None of it escapes my lips
As it paralyzes my senses
I feel my blood as it screams to get out
All it would take,to make it all go away
Is your very substance
That few have known
A peek into the dead
Here the condemned take there chance
A nudge of horror and a push of vindication
Unless determined
Unless made to believe
Your embrace used to be the cure
Yet now you fear
There was never a cure
So my dear
Whilst the clouds gather
Would you rather
It's all but one choice
Too live or too die