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First sight
Angels must have painted your glow
Poisoning, forbidden fruits appealing to me
May my sight be decieved by Beelzebub
Hence, those shifting lights of yours
Thousands of sparks
The war of inner self
Will, the path to imprison the soul
Loathing not to be accepted
Still it remains
Two facades of believing
Lured into plastic paradise
Eliminated present time
Rotten apples insist on truth
Thus, in the end
My lying retina spotted Lucifer's flame

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Publicerad 2013-05-21 21:52

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