By Leonard Pigg

Absolve me of my whims

The nature of my beast

The manic moments together

I never want to cease

There’s never tomorrow 

For the likes of us

That fills me with sorrow

A blow to the guts

I was always your secret

That you couldn’t keep

Now you’re haunted 

By me in your sleep

The incantation of passion

Sends us both away

In a fashion

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