Whenever I am unconscious
Looking at the one or infinity
I feel her, crawling, creeping
And looking at present.
The feeling of darkness
The flickering of lights
Can be sensed
When she spirals out of shadow
I play nice, putting pink light makeup on
Smiling as a bliss
Then I send the marron dark queen
Into the abyss
One day, one step, one time
I'll let her slide into reality
Not to harm anyone
But to protect myself
And that day
I'll be washed in bright scarlet
With a hint of pink
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