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3d
Having a fugitive rumour, travelled through wind
Agony twisted, upon rusted sword
Two sword entwined, bound to bleed
Eternally you are cursed, to everlasting doom
Hatred calling the mistress of demon
Carving itself on a stone with no manner
Thanks to hate, I'll wait
Cursed upon a blessing
With heaven's near, yet hell remains
Still I'll wait....the name is hate
Written by
Dhruv
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