| _Illusion_ with tears that fall with no regrets whilst life has shattered into all depths to brake in such a silent scream the dark had sold its soul to me abstracted, I imagine these walls of calamity; black and padded Thy shall remain in secluded derange as cryptic razors bleed me sane My idle star that never fell binded in a mind of unleased hell for various moments of bleak existence I saw a rainbow in this sky, eclipted Mine spirit gone cold from obliteration on a night I casted into occultation with every spell, I pleaded to the God's constellations to free thine self from thy own mad discrimination Obscuration fleeing from a past so godforsaken desolate, thy blend into a moon-less night haunted by thine obsessive gnostic forsight for within this grasp of onyx cloak I cross thy heart with his promised blade of hope abstracted, I imagine an ivory tower of seraph power to call upon to heal this damage the thorns have cut upon thy lover's flowers I inquest his world to the deepest abyse following the sweet scent of our last kiss but vailed by insanity I recieve no abundance embraced from a phantom of transgressed reluctance Adorn thy dementia with bewitching potions a brew so folly, life becomes a false demention with a taste of inanity's aberrations I severed beside an anti-lustration mutilation nothing left of fortitude rehabilitation |
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