Path To Purgatory
Lost lives through love or lust are like the lingering Lazarus.
Envy in the depths of darkness, the death of desire
And Paused in a perpetual Purgatory, the past in pregnant playback.
Searched the furthest end of the galaxy for the answer
Every plea with self-persuaded penitence void of pleasure
Gazed into those pretty eyes and became mesmerised,
Only to find that the answer was with me all of the time.
Designed fail proof masochistic intentions of self demise.
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