Arcadia Allure
A stairwell to those deceptive heavens
plenty worn in desired fuming sands
is grimacing at afterlife's seduction
while numbly slipping through moist hands...
<Let this teary demon die,
just let the angels lie.>
plenty worn in desired fuming sands
is grimacing at afterlife's seduction
while numbly slipping through moist hands...
<Let this teary demon die,
just let the angels lie.>
The symphony of those eccentric droplets
howling to the moon's romantic rain
is stealing back blank a veil vicious
haughtily baring the heartless devil's pain...
<Let this hellish game begin,
just let the heavens sin.>
howling to the moon's romantic rain
is stealing back blank a veil vicious
haughtily baring the heartless devil's pain...
<Let this hellish game begin,
just let the heavens sin.>
~Swathya
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