I feel disaster is gnawing
My heart.
So I wait for the last part
Of tortures.
For my last circle in the lower world
To say my venomous word.
And I hear like dark is calling me.
I fell down into a dream.
There're sweety lie and unrealistic worlds
Of expectations in my mind.
I have already done my the most violent crime.
Empty dream
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