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Dead Angel

Old castle... Cobwebs...
Silence... Dangerous call...
Peeling backs of old
Gargoyles and skeletons
 
I wandered all over the planet  
to return under your roof
in a dead-end film
in de ja vu, where nothing is new
 
A dragonfly flutters its wings
Smell of blood in the corners and
faces of statues of the dead
with withered flowers
 
I am cold in the breeze
of a draft of broken years ...
I welcome the penetration
beyond the threshold is nothing
 
Old Castle, spiritual crown
He is not my friend,  
And he is not my enemy
He's alive and I'm a dead angel
Written by KristinaX
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