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Your dreams; a blazing inferno
Rise at dawn and succumb to your deepest and darkest fantasies , thoughts and dreams in which you lavish in. Venture into the nirvana and bathe your hands in the blood of sinners , and writhe in glory !
But then again dreams are a pitiful illusion , and you wake to the harsh reality . The blood that you bathe in is your's.
You writhed in glory for too long , thinking that the choices you made were pure and honest , But NO ! , that is no longer the case. The Nirvana is now an inferno where the roses fall from the vacant sky , melting into the blood in which you spilled in rage.
Love is a hard lesson to learn , a word that the devil spits out in vain.
The mirrors in which you now glare into , your bold emerald eyes now a blur , present to you the reality . Your selfish and careless ways have led you to a life of torture , now say your final farewell
The devil awaits your presence.
But then again dreams are a pitiful illusion , and you wake to the harsh reality . The blood that you bathe in is your's.
You writhed in glory for too long , thinking that the choices you made were pure and honest , But NO ! , that is no longer the case. The Nirvana is now an inferno where the roses fall from the vacant sky , melting into the blood in which you spilled in rage.
Love is a hard lesson to learn , a word that the devil spits out in vain.
The mirrors in which you now glare into , your bold emerald eyes now a blur , present to you the reality . Your selfish and careless ways have led you to a life of torture , now say your final farewell
The devil awaits your presence.
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