When grace enchants you,
But disgrace steals your dreams.
Things turn so different,
And your nights end with screams.
So reckless you become,
That you pay no heed.
Soon your strength sinks,
And it becomes greed.
The artistry stagnates,
Stays but , only with you.
The wisdom, it ends,
And you learn no new.
Love is that,
Thou lost so before.
Now just drops of lust,
Stay and roar.
Easy to exclaim,
Hard to explain.
Thou heart still crys,
In agony and pain.
Brain screams to live,
Heart crys to die.
You live but dead,
In your world of lie.
May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 8:28 AM UTC
When grace enchants you,
But disgrace steals your dreams.
Things turn so different,
And your nights end with screams.
So reckless you become,
That you pay no heed.
Soon your strength sinks,
And it becomes greed.
The artistry stagnates,
Stays but , only with you.
The wisdom, it ends,
And you learn no new.
Love is that,
Thou lost so before.
Now just drops of lust,
Stay and roar.
Easy to exclaim,
Hard to explain.
Thou heart still crys,
In agony and pain.
Brain screams to live,
Heart crys to die.
You live but dead,
In your world of lie.
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