"I know you don't feel safe, oh I asked myself where did you go my failsafe".
"It's best to leave me now and forever, for I'm a beast by fate, the born again darkness, prince of apocalypse".
"The kingdom I rule is like a painting depicting bedlam and madness."
"The madness is yet to ascent, waiting for my nose to smell the fall of Rome flaming scent".
Leave me now before it's to late,
continuing to heart me, confined spirit awaits.
Needing you to survive, fingers of your hand have to stay flat, if not your fingers become feathered."
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The Paragon
PoetryThe Paragon Of light slowly ascends to madness... ....he pleads his dear love one to leave him before he displays the mark of the beast. IT IS HIGHLY APPRECIATED IF YOU GIVE FEEDBACKS, IT WON'T BE TAKEN LIGHTLY.
