Intruder

An intruder is in the house and kidnaps you in your home.

Once more, once more
No rain will wash it away
They are not stains anyways
Markers of life for those that survive

Everywhere you move me
I spill out my past
You as my witness cannot fear my death
It is not I, who is at fault in your life

Embrace it, read my eyes
When they distend you will know me true
You will feel my breathe
My souls only escape of your nonsense

When I have left you alone
Take what is left of me
Burn it away, until the wind carries the ash
I always knew a breeze, would carry me home

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