My Darling


a - my darling

I fear for you, my darling,
the dangers that you face,
I do not think you realise,
the evil in this place.

I beg of you, my darling,
please listen to me now,
run from here, trust my fear,
escape their hold, somehow.

I plead with you, my darling,
can you please just understand,
I’m warning you, what else can I do,
I do not mean to reprimand.

I weep for you, my darling,
that you could not trust me, so,
and now you lay, in your shallow grave,
another victim of their sinister show.

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