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Evil

the pain inside of me,

unique, heavenly,

yearnful.

but now acceptance

all the pessimism of life

nothing left to be human, I

sacrificed my own conscience 

to kill myself. I 

envy those underground

and become evil itself.

 

If you exist

holy gods and goddesses

When? I am

already dead-and evil.

 

17.03.2022

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◄ Murth

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Tiera R.

Fri 24th Jun 2022 17:48

This is beautiful. God bless your soul.

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