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Gifts Left Wasted

Gin soaked and parabolic
The moon by nature Divine
The hallowed husk of damnation's toil
What treachery befalls me?
Embryonic of a still born heart
The price of infamy untold
Better bartered for a gift of solace
And still the moon to smite my soul
Written by Thedeadinme
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