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Inmate.
Bloodly tears are flowing
On thy pale face,
Hatred is growing,
Thirst of living amazes.
Light in thy eyes
Is immortal and vivid,
Misery hurts and thou despise
That haze that caused the shiver.
The savage cell
Stole thy sanity,
And that bloodly signature in thy soul
Will be reflecting in thy gaze eternally.
Emptiness is an infinity
Of fragments of insane life,
Love in an eternity
Like solitary clouds on the sky.
The cradle of childhood
Was shatterd,
Hair is protruding from the hood,
No matter.
The swirl of wishes
Prophesies serpentine whirls,
Profound scrath tortures
Thine soul,thine heart,thine dreams.
Thy woe merges thee,
Thy soul withers,
Thy shiver slowly ceases
And dusk covers the beast.
Thy effigy in the mirror
Seems to be serenity,
Heart is carring thee away,
But soul is continueing to decay...
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