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This is where
I take my leave
Leave my mark
And forge my trails
Let me entice you
With a forbidden tale

I should settle my unrest
Ease under my duvet
And revel in the nightmare
That comes with distress

No sleep, how dear you betray me so
My usual escape
Exiled by anothers caution tape.
A tormented playground
Occupied by a false nemesis

But this is where
I take my leave
And leave my  crimson marks
On opportunities door
Making my trails
As I close this chapter
Of a forbidden tale.

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