This place
Angels weep of broken wings
Righteous deeds demons worship
Each breath a concoction
Of dried pain,pulverized affection
With each gush of wind
Lost kisses the air stink
And the moonlight's nothing
But bitter memories of feign love
The warmth of his deceptive arms
This place
Where X answers the Ys
Of your waaaiii!!iiiii!!
From your flooding crimson eyes
Saudade
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