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a golden cage hung in the air,
no escape, no run,
a round circle of
dreams and thoughts never ending,
a lifetime of dance and fantasy for
one solely watcher.
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dark winds,
vampire needle over your desire,
keep the distance from danger,
she will strip you till you die.
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Absinthium, etheral form enclosed in a bottle,
Prosthesys for lost
souls,
the alcoohol will drown your lady.
Framed by surreality,
she
can't get out of this scheme,
she can't avoid her fate.
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A witch for lost souls,
led me in the lamp of desire,
i got mesmerized
by the beauty of its sword,
he vowed he could slice my heart into
peaces,
no one cared to deliver me from its beasties,
and now i am his
lamp of enlightment,
his desire to explore,
nothing more than a flash in
his life.
oct-nov 2013
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