Something Craves Loveless

Doomsday gloom on a dusty figurine

Record runs wild looping uncontrolled

Singing aimlessly into the air

Making my skin ride bare

Favouring the instant heartache

Dreaming of a lasting blood bank

The devil plays a horrid prank

Dividing me into an alluring pain

Nothing seems seamless

Nothing feels needless

But something craves loveless


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