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Betrayal

Do not look for me in the crowd 
Do not chase I cannot be found 
Do not call, I am not at home 
Run in rings as darkness falls 
Do not pursue me it will be in vain 
Do not follow, I will outrun 
You will not find me in my box for one 
Your name, in wood engraved 
The serpents come when all else sleeps 
Penetrating, beneath skin they creep 
With courage, in daylight when all feels safe 
No darkness, no serpents, just smiles to fake 
As heavy as lead and try as I might 
The lid will not move, I have lost the fight 
I cower within, my eyes tight closed 
You lifted me out like a delicate rose 
But roses will perish, shrivel and die 
Suffocated by petals and the weight of your lie 
What used to protect now the evil within 
Despite the thorns, the darkness, the pain 
This box is my shelter from love and from rain 
Pack away the tape, you cannot fix what you killed 
It's just me, the serpents and the blood that you spilled

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Dean Kuch

Hello, Mediumhead, and welcome to the Cosmo Community.
While I enjoyed the entirety of this darkly despondent melancholy musing, the following lines were my favorites:

But roses will perish, shrivel and die 
Suffocated by petals and the weight of your lie 
What used to protect now the evil within 
Despite the thorns, the darkness, the pain 
This box is my shelter from love and from rain 

Outstanding, you do dark well.
~Dean Kuch ☠️

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Dean Kuch

You're more than welcome.
Have a wonderful weekend
~Dean  :)

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