Come what may
Light or dark
Welcome you with open arms
A lenient master
Slave to my cave
The dark spot where we shall lay
Carved into me
Transparent words I couldn’t say
A million bricks across these walls
Enough to try and run away
Shaping every ounce of you
Into the tunnel where you play
Darker bruises
Darker shapes
Darkened spots of you show age
Must’ve torn out each page
Of a holy book you’ve read with rage
Wash and pray your sins away
The spots will rot and you’ll decay
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