Like the whisper of a selfish past
like the cloud just out of reach
like the execution that still lingers
no matter how th emothers beseach
Tempt like a change of time
which twists, turns, and rips.
Seduction of such lustful words
That fall like poison from your lips.
Like that Death that creeps closer
ever haunting at the sides of my eyes
Lillium of dreams at night,
how could I ever escape your lies?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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