Abandoment
A dark nights midsummers dream,
blowing the breeze of sanitys breath,
inhailing while I scream,
while autom welcomes death.
Calm are the trees thy rose petals form,
swaying rythem of a dancing flame,
intertwined with beauty, passion and lust,
this lasting kiss has drained.
A web of depression,
devouring the flowers,
that bloom in my eyes,
hidden in a story of a tall tower.
And so they speak,
and tell there child,
there is nothing left,
we dont want you anymore.
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