It's hidden in disguise
Words that tricked down my spine
Building tension
I am lost in the ascension
Hear my throaty cries.
Your greased hand outstretched,
I reach to clasp it
But fall back into the abyss.
Oblivious in the darkness,
You destroyed the obvious
Everything,
Everything.
And yet, I keep it chained,
Deep beneath the glass pane
It beats a distant tapping,
A faint and steady rapping,
Resting in leaden symmetry
Next to rosy potpourri.
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