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Before The Fall
Wounded vanity
mother of all tragedy
Slander and insults
the arrows dead aim
Pride bleeding carnage
no reason can bandage
The mirror once broken
-each crack filled with pain
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
mother of all tragedy
Slander and insults
the arrows dead aim
Pride bleeding carnage
no reason can bandage
The mirror once broken
-each crack filled with pain
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
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Before The Fall
Before The Fall