Every once in a while...

claws drag down my back

I pull the cloak from the rack

ocean waves... roll back

city skyline, turns black

temptation, like a viscous attack

clackety clack... there is no way back

temptation, emptying its wholesome pack

on you

check out this old post from 2016!

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