SOURCE MATERIAL:
curiosity controls my mind
i feel the warmth upon my skin, burning away
it wasn’t from the heavens, it wasn’t from hell
the whispers of fear surround me, but i am not afraid
as hard as i try i cannot look away
we bask in the shine of mystery
it wont let me walk, entrapped in its grips
blinded by the light that lets me see
my eyes begin to fade and blur
sung into a daydream
i slowly kneel to the ground,
i am her slave.
unknown
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