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Regulus Cayapata Sep 2020
it was in the late of the dusk
wear off the mask
I stopped the task
do you ask
I was in the bosk
find me in desk
I will make a rusk
for you, the  brisk
Regulus Cayapata Aug 2020
"But my dear, I was the slave of time. The butcher of tragedy. I was there committed to things people called unmatchable world. In a conscious or in a fiction. There will be always the percentage of how society play the role of madness and sanity in the same time. "
Regulus Cayapata Aug 2020
The show when die is the new smell of flowers. Madness of the emptiness is bigger than infinity. Shall pray to the place where nothing can break the shell. It's a mayday. Payday.
Regulus Cayapata Aug 2020
Sayang, kita tak sedang menenggelamkan kepala dalam-dalam ke kubangan lumpur.
Sayang, kita sedang meminum darah yang mulai membusuk.
Sayang, kita mungkin akan diperkosa dengan biadab oleh diri kita sendiri.
Seperti pendosa.
Regulus Cayapata Aug 2020
I'm Standing
To understand
From the stay under
To edge
For the age
To the hope
From another trope
Harmony to agony
To tragedy
Mystery
Nope.
Since writing is a part of therapy. I'm doing it now
Regulus Cayapata Aug 2020
Bacakan untukku tragedi penghancur semesta
Dalam bayang yang merana
Ditengah malam para pendosa
Bacakan untukku kematian yang harum
Melesat masuk kedalam ringkuhnya tulang-tulangmu
Hingga remuk berbutir pasir
Panggil para penguasa dalam mayanya utopia
Biar mereka merangkak disana
Regulus Cayapata Aug 2020
I'll keep the face of my utopia just to cover the nebula
I played the video games to pace down the wrath
Blue jeans, summertime, your smoke-kiss, the retro song played
Back to november
I'll make you remember
Turn off the shade
Sad dreams of despair
I'll make the repair.
Lana Del Rey made me want to write more and more
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