Nowhere to run
Not a place to hide
Black widow, butterfly
You're free till winter falls on me
Set the clock
Make you believe
I hold the power to deceive
Your wings rest fragile in my hands
Left behind
Time to waste
Burrowed in a fallen saint
I have not a memory in my heart
No control, don't recall
Who or what I was before
Fill me without guilt
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