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As I drink the bitter bile of melancholy, the sky moans and the dark side visits my heart with the shriek of a death scythe   Then shall I bury myself with rigorous will and be the clay's brethren, and suffocate happiness till the...

and with words that do slither in the minds of unfortune children, lying fangs are revealed and the venom of misconception spat into fantasies till dreams die by an involuntary, oral eutanasia   Not words of a simoom not words of a...

Quite a canon folk, who have a really crooked mentality of power, murder is the muscle, and their punch is deception   The city swarms with shadows, the domain, a hive of evil, where the bees sting like death, they beat mercy till it...

O beyond the shattered hills I see, scattered bones scattered bones of me, tattered visages, tattered visages of myself let the world see how I have become an elf.   Look at me I have been blessed with a scarf of boils the devil laughs with...

The earth tastes suicidal, we are living in fairy tales, the mind has manufactured garments from the air; and created an eminent spear fortress with the clouds   We have a spine helmet on our heads, and visions turn grim with logty...

My life, built with the infrastructure of strife, weds misfortune as a wife, distress is the tattered flag that declares me a hairless hag   The sun wilts, my breathe even needs to walk on stilts, my existence, so diluted and weak I'm...

A friend indeed, the exact synonym of hypocrisy; offering a kindness that seemed to slither and a smile which always succeeded in hiding his fangs   The real thoughts, hid in the bush, slithered in the bush of suspense with predatory...

The fog is my alcohol, stooping like injury, staggering after every fall in a venus fly trap do I sleep, a burnt-out firefly, whose light was maimed by verbal spears   The fog is my alcohol, my mind clogged with hurricanes, and a tempest...

My lips are consciously sealed with gentility, as fate blesses me   Truly, I do abase my esteem and accept all my flaws with duty and attempt to upgrade myself and refuse to claim mental disunity   Yes, apparently my sagacious...

As a smile is your armour; a blissful base of security and the handshake code your companion's breastplate there shall be a little, mighty thorn in your hearts   As you laugh together in the dynasty of unity, blessed by harmony there...