It was the best nightmare of my whole life,
He crept from behind and covered my mouth,
And against my neck veins he held his sharp knife,
I felt my voice fleeting and heart sinking south,
He burned my home down and left me in ashes,
He kissed my lips and cut them with his teeth,
His serpentine legs pin me, his tongue smashes,
His chest wraps my heart in protecting sheath,
I had no will to scream, no will at all,
I was in a state of sleep within sleep,
And he was real in every realm I fall,
He was the secret that I vowed to keep,
And still I love him with each fading breath,
For the best nightmare of my life is death.
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