In demise of the damned

Crumbling into the sea of blood
bathed in angst of life
crying needlessly in pain
that hasn’t yet touched
the deadening skin.

Bear witness to the truth
Open eyes for the sweet lies.

Walking into sea of sins
drowned in lust of vanity
wandering endlessly in awe
that deepened the nail
in his dying skin.

Crave for more, more agony
Swim in dreams of pale minds

Speaking in the ears of the deaf
withered in hunger of attention
whispering loudly in grim
that shuttered the love
inside his golden skin.

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