I've developed
This obsession
This obsession
Has conjured

I cannot
fight it
there's no
resistance
It's an
obsession
That can't be cured

I have an
obsession
That stains
my breath
It will stay with me
Until death

This obsession
makes my heart race
It's alive now
it ticks to it's own pace

I believe
in this obsession
this obsession
which breaths your name
It calls you forth
this obsession
It's scarlet passion
devours waves

This obsession
calls you softly
I beg you
to not resist
This obsession
is true and pure
it wants to love you
screams to lure you

Yet this brick wall
drowns my obsession
down a black pipe
until it falls
becoming a puddle
reflecting all
that once was
my obsession

Now my obsession
is a trapped curse
it is chained up
in some hidden purse
It's yelling wildly
it is untamed
and it refueses
to be framed

To be framed
up on my wall
my wall of bricks
where it will fall

My obsession
cannot stand
to be unheard of
None understand
My obsession
is a poison
I have drunk
and now I've learned
of this obsession
which is now coming
my obsession
has returned

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