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Jul 2013
The door appeared ajar,
malignant forces pulling from far.
vehement sin,
Yet i stepped in.
Only to break to shreds,
A journey of Regrets.*

A voyage that led me somwhere,
my every part was played fair,
Was i stuck in middle of nowhere?
WhereΒ Β sun never rises or sets,
Began 'A journey of Regrets'.


Only my skies aren't blue,
reliving in old hell yet so new,
Falling to aphotic depths turned true.
Living in this world so fake,
now my demons are wide awake.


*Fleeting cynosure could make me confess,
Had i not been in middle of 'Journey of Regrets'.
nehyl
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   Sally A Bayan
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