The things you made me, the lies you’ve told / Audacity has grown with what you’ve controlled
...The maggots writhe, / Devouring sense…
...the darkness shines bright with the moonlight. However you can’t get past the dimming twilight you see when you slyly glimpse my way…
Rebecca put down her head and knew she had to stay silent. She just didn’t feel right about…
No need for breath, his touch is now my air / Teeth brush my neck, his whisper feels like fire
Memorize with eyes, then hands, then with lips / Tears mix in smiles, fingers blend to one sight