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When Sword Bends Back

As the bittersweet nightshade tongue clucks
Thick walls of patience keep healing back,
yet if thy kiss mine life more poison stalks
mine misanthrope heart pumps blood in shock.

How far not thine eyes be free?
How high would endless mind should flee?
a butterfly that converts to a bee
shalt sting bitter than thee

Those eyes, yonder sought the efflorescent beauty
Those hideous windows shalt live in ephemera.
Thine heart who's filled with things so filthy
Life's on count to suffer for unknown era.

Thy who's name was yet to be known
shalt go aback a step from my zone.
thou art never given rights to speak notions
and art never was put into any position.

If thou insist thy terrible existence
I'll somehow appreciate your perseverance
yet rather gold or medal 'twas annoyance
not vengeance nor hatred aback for accordance.

But long after time had passed by it's stay
and thine insult had broken the healing wall.
Thine soul and breathing in my palm I'll play,
Day will come on your knees my name you'll call.

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