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  under a plagued stoped grind.
that almost smiled at you.
to beg me to become beautiful.
in your eyes.
and I wondered if.
the sun turned gold for.
any reason at all?

  even the screams beame real.
into a hope that.
never wished itself away.
into a Deception so unclear.
that it betrayed even Lucifer tonight.

  as eventually the
fucking sarcasim screamed.
into a sorrow so forgotten.
that my Salvation tried to forget.
that I ever lived today.

 and I became ugly.
to this Dark, Gray, World.
that I tried to forgive so much.

  but eventually the.
callouses entered into a.
silence that continued to love.
into a love lost.
forever.
into a deception.
so real.
that even made God laugh.

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