I cannot see him, but know why he has come.
His icy frigid hand rests upon my shoulder.
I have known of my doom since I first experienced her soft eyes.
Her seductive breath has power over my resistance.
I cannot turn away, for long ago my soul made its fatal choice.
My undying love for her surpasses my eternal demise.
She is the misery I crave, I breath in her sight alone.
He is back to drag me to my long bitter struggle.
I am at ease, for it is less torture than a life of her love denied.
-Johnny V.
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