J ealous green eyes power stroke
U ncertain feeling small
D eceit
A ll that is meant is spent
S alvation from self
L et it hold
O ver and over
V oice without sound
E nticed
D amned
M ercy plea
E ffort to save forced
R eality calls
M ind concrete
A nother void
I llusion thick
D ealt is the hand
S omeone weeps with absence
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