A dark illusion
Present everytime
You forget to think
Let your mind wander
Fingertips, crawl up your spine
Reaching over, whispering sly nothings
And then banish me
A distraction, anything
But my chiming voice lingers, surrounding
Your eyes see reality
I'm present however, clouding the view
And it escapes you
Your mine again
Mine to haunt
Your own creation
A conjuration
A poison
Blackening a scarlet river
Others take you to heaven, and then flow away
But this enchantment is timeless
You can choose to enjoy it, either way
I exsist only to your eye
And I am very much, alive
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