Crowned with laurel, evil unaware:
strong and hopeful, holy, angry
battles
with black expression
against wise discretion.
A savagely deep abyss,
the contrary of genuine love
consumes, dismembers.
True destruction.
I desire for nothing
but death everlasting,
I carry forever
this pallid disease.
My expression,
a ghost of grandeur
breathing life.
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