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"look further, go deeper, and think smarter"
The
queen, surely isn't me, was convincing herself as the holy woman.
taking
ecstasy into her lung without doubts
having a
bad dreams of the nightmare in her sleep
just to
stay away from the unknown evil luring in her deeds.
"drink
me," it said.
battling
with the irony is always must, but who will guarantee the overcoming troubles
afterward?
she
pretends to be significant others,
meanwhile
the apocalypse is already heading toward her.
"sssshhhh
thou shalt drink it for die!" the unbreakable thoughts keep murmuring
She is
ill, but not whimpering.
in a
second, she takes the glass of irony to her throat
poisoning
her mentality to its heartbeat
shouting
for all humanity who finally gets those sobriety feelings,
when the
reaper is fortunately dying.
July 21st
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