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It is true that secrets play hide and seek Like jolly lads and whimsical princesses It is true that secrets play hide and seek Going along with childhood unearthed Vanishing away with a disguised fairytale Littlers believe before their torn faith Stories of hope and paramours twisted Into joyous love myth and red slaughter For the laughter was just a radical sound Unknown to all of us in sunset earlihood When I grow up I want to be what I did Not know, while thinking of ghosts and Things unexist,  jolly princesses with all the Whimsical lads, thought only of beauty And the sugar-dips poison of love long Lost astray till they climb up a stair and Claim a throne of stern jaw and  bones Our skeleton soaring and hair dressed We finally find the secrets that played With us throughout the childhood like Memories unearthed, wither and die A painful death in their game of a foul Revelation sewn tight without a trace In our sunset earlihood when we used To think that this world is composed of Beauty and sugar-dips decomposed Children of impurity and twisted guns Anything but lethal when they let us live in Mere tales of pride-degrading fables To play Or hide And seek Forever now
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Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 10:08 AM UTC
Agonia (Our Game Unearthed)
It is true that secrets play hide and seek Like jolly lads and whimsical princesses It is true that secrets play hide and seek Going along with childhood unearthed Vanishing away with a disguised fairytale Littlers believe before their torn faith Stories of hope and paramours twisted Into joyous love myth and red slaughter For the laughter was just a radical sound Unknown to all of us in sunset earlihood When I grow up I want to be what I did Not know, while thinking of ghosts and Things unexist,  jolly princesses with all the Whimsical lads, thought only of beauty And the sugar-dips poison of love long Lost astray till they climb up a stair and Claim a throne of stern jaw and  bones Our skeleton soaring and hair dressed We finally find the secrets that played With us throughout the childhood like Memories unearthed, wither and die A painful death in their game of a foul Revelation sewn tight without a trace In our sunset earlihood when we used To think that this world is composed of Beauty and sugar-dips decomposed Children of impurity and twisted guns Anything but lethal when they let us live in Mere tales of pride-degrading fables To play Or hide And seek Forever now
A sequel to Mandragona which correlates with Avengeador
#love#truth#memories#past#romance#game#sunset#secrets#princess#lad
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noand-hegask
Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 10:08 AM UTC
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