Destructive love
Flows through
All desire
Dreams surge
Thought is all I am
Confronting my mind
In clear, calm words
A black dream
A fierce will
You and I
Slowly creating
More than blind desire
Speak to my soul . . .
Believe
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Destructive love
Flows through
All desire
Dreams surge
Thought is all I am
Confronting my mind
In clear, calm words
A black dream
A fierce will
You and I
Slowly creating
More than blind desire
Speak to my soul . . .
Believe