Come close my dear
I want to look into your eyes
For they are the mirror to your soul
And I want to look in it as I it destroy
Come close my dear
Once the mirror is broken
Your soul is mine
To toy with as you did with my heart
Come close my dear
Do your hear the choir singing Spem in Alium?
It will be your only comfort
Whilst I your fate decide
Come close my dear
Listen to my whisper
Words of your doom
The road to your personal Hell paved
Come close my dear
So I you can kiss
My farewell gesture
Now, allow me to finish you off
Come close my dear.
YOU ARE READING
The story of me
PoetryThey might not make sense, but they are all parts of what is the story of me.
