Oh, Illusion, you seductive master of disguise, don't dress up in new attire and deceive my fragile mind, which has already been disgraced and misled by desires several times. Your enticing yet lethal hug has stifled my life.
Although an eternal curtain fell on a simple and beautiful chapter of your pious spirit, your flawless innocent smile, unconditional love, heartless jokes...are still fresh in my heart.
Who can forget your humorous repartees and laid-back demeanour?
your propensity to bestow entertaining nicknames on your coworkers kept everyone guessing about who would be your next victim.
Though you did not adequately fill the void left by your illustrious seniors, you compensated with your amazing wit and amusing comments on everything that grabbed your eye.
His mind went back and forth between courting disbelief and summoning unholy spirits. It stuttered its way through delirium drills before plunging into the abyss of uncertainty.
I tumbled down the sky like a space scrap after you tossed me out of your orbit, plunging into a sea of despair. Although I don't see any lifeboats approaching, sharks have picked up on my scent.
Inside, a straw of bruised feelings is set on fire. Above the rotting mass of mistrust and slaughter, there is a billowing smoke of desecrated feelings.