Source:captvinvanity
The waves are washing in.
But I can still see him.
He’s followed me here.
Must not let him get near.
He has returned from the dead.
I won’t let him in my bed.
He wants me for his queen.
With him I can’t be seen.
The tides are surely rising.
My mind is agonizing.
How will I manage to get away
Before the dawn of the new day?
THE DEAD GAME
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