Dear false beauty
I can hear you dying
In depths of self-made illusions
Try extending a hand but no one is there
A defective scripted death
Long-drawn suffering of breathless sigh
You remind me of the withered garden
Whose poisonous lies seep within the soil and drop dead by itself
But why kill yourself?
Beyond the ashes still the moon shines
But the icy dagger already stabbed your little heart
Cry a single drop of blood
And pray for a never-ending rain
The way you commit it
Still cannot remember me right?
It's fine
In the last moment, a flame flickered before your eyes
And like the lone candle lit in the darkest confine
Your life slowly seeps away as the hand drenched in scarlet sin
desperately try to repent all errors
Final steps are being climbed
Take your dive into your own desire
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