my core is not silver or gold,
it's not precious, it's just mold
don't look at it, don't breathe it in,
you'd only inhale toxines

inspired by "carmilla"!

as she whispers
I live in you and you would die for me
i love you so, you shall be with me

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and she tells you

I have never been in live with no one, and never shall, unless it should be with you.

the river dries from heat and sun
but raindrops fall to the ground
and river goes back to life
and overflows it's banks

the endless life cycle
that furiously rotates
another death another life
another reborn