NIEUWSTE VERSIE:
A drowned world as one with its sins
Both persuasive and full of sorrow
However, drowning - its own ocean of truth
Never fits in the pool of a human mind
A kindred soul, forlorn for life
Happier eyes as he appears
But grieving as he passes away
Crying, for a love that would not stay
A destructive force, desperate
As his trusted one betrayed him
He haunted her, until they both
Saw desiccated blood
This stream of life, caught in the bowl of the gods
To use it again, for fresh victims
Love
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