give me comfort
bring me sustenance
for this is a grey world
and there are hunters
sharpened for murder
hungry for a piece of us
waiting at the door
I’ll trust you
just for the hell of it
you’ll trust me
because you’ve nothing
left to lose
when we first met
I sank to the quick of it
I knew there and then
I must have you
.
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