shall I compare the sinner to a lover
when he brings death
tugging it as an old friend
complexion see it as an illusion
delusion see it as conclusion
bring the eyes of the hell
as the rough wind duplicate the heaven's
with his blade slicing the heart of a warrior
in the depth and darkness of a ravenous soul;

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