The paths of the heart...
Inscrutable, ay
Consciously I trespass
To enervate the energy of day
I dedicate my beauty to the stars
I soliloquize and kiss my precious scars
I dedicate my suicide to thee
Soon to drift blissfully...
Contorted - and stabbed with spleen
Reminded of a solitary childhood in between
Memories - bleeding images of horror unveiled
Alack!
The eerie masquerade
To bear a charmed life
Deified and depraved
Anon, anon...
Soon to drift blissfully in xtc
Disguised in liquor
D and D, dedicated to the...
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