You curl your lips into the smile,
that has that bitter taste of lies and deceit.
Your lies are crawling, chasing me,
I am running to avoid that unordinated collision.
Sadism and self-destruction,
it was never part of my life.
But now, with this smell of rotting charisma,
I am sinking in my own blood,
glutted of my own lies.
I am sinking, falling down,
until I´ll not loose the light,
of my own mind.
Following the dark,
I will loose myself.
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