Hello

H
Hello, my old foe
You have come
Back to me
I missed you when
You first came in
I thought it was me
I thought we had finished
You and me
It was a truce
Now, we start again
Start again
In a different place
Fresh wounds
Geriatric rage
I am what you hate
Sibilant whispers
Lisping in foggy
Memory
Introjected from the grave
I carry your
Sound and hate
But I
Will not die down
I will not give in
I will pull
Your poison
From my heart
I will not
Succumb
Succubus of my past

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