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 Grandeur Of Melancholy


There is a giant that
reigns over your mind.

Makes you blind for
all of your time,
the blood in your veins
as it is a behemoth beloved.

There is a messiah 
that is filled with your love
but it is yours, small and frail,
he will find you as a fail.

A destruction in his creation's eyes.

In his perfect jealousy
sin was God's as well.
Because you are his
perfect scapegoat,
that you killed him
because you were
as a living hell.

Maybe if you give up the gargantuan task
that it is all in your matter,

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