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Jun 2014
Visions of vengeance on my mind
Awoke a past's persuasive ghost
Like a parasite disposes it's host
I left her loving soul behind

Hearing this demon's wicked rants
My resistance caved to thoughts provoked
Her love inside me I have choked
With these bare trembling hands

My restless spirit keen to elope
Now indulges in all luscious leisure
Yet looking for a hidden treasure
With a face not showing idle hope
The tragedy of breaking something pure, because you are broken
Hedonismos
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Hedonismos  The Netherlands
(The Netherlands)   
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