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Gemini between my eyes with split personality
Wrecked all the smithereens of Fluctus clouds
Engrossed on the demons roaming unrestrained
Grown-up fingers that were meant to be abandoned
Done everything sideways by the end of own rope
Concealed emotions down in diverse ashtrays
Embracing flaws like writing the saddest lines
A road of nowhere, caught my face every inch and corner of the place
Bruises contracted the litmus test written in the air
Like the tone of voice, mellifluous reading Shakespeare’s poem
Eyes have the depths of agony as the Black Sea
Drawn to the heat of flaming past like a moth in a bliss of hell
Couldn’t resurrect, out in this cage illuminating stunning scars.