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Sep 2017
Illusional, delusional
My mind is confused
Rejection, refusal
My veins are infused
Cursed, accused
My heart is bleeding
Used, abused
My soul is pleading
The uncertainty of thirst
Of a beast slowly slithering
Dressed in a robe like a priest
Torn wrecking and withering
Face of a known God
Heart of a powerful demon
It's life secured in a black cord
Stringed chilies and sour lemon
Preying on the innocent souls
It's lust forever brewing
Feeding on the mine coals
Always aims for higher viewing
Must one be a godly knight
Born to end this, once and for all
For the serpent searches in the night
To whoever answers its call...


©sim
Seema
Written by
Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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