What have you done,
with my little spark?
Cursing my name,

because again I put you out.
Falling apart,
you tell yourself you are,

dreaming only of the ones who never dream of you.

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I'm your disappearing one -
Vanish when the curtain's drawn.
But I will come again, and you will let me in,

and you'll see I never disappear for long.

Into your room,

I stumble now.
Too tired to cower and it's too late to draw you out.
And there you lie like a painting of Christ,

bleeding on the heads of the ones who nailed you down.

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