Angel Called Detestation Poem by Àrsaidh Àrsaidh
Angel Called Detestation
Alas! Why thou still exist,
In every one of us;
When our hearts can not resist,
More and more strong thou flush.
Thou infiltrated our bosom,
Lurk quiet behind the virtue;
So hush thou crawl from the bottom,
To take control of our hearts due.
Thou incubate dissension among us,
An extended abomination;
But still, in our hearts, we trust,
To defeat thou with affection.
[*july,5th 05*]
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