Serene games crumble into mercy,
One rampage ignites another will.
These games by moonlight are fixed,
Vapours escape to let us diverge
And commit our deeds to the generality.
This point interferes with crimes
As slums work with bodies of her youth.
Her youth cuts me in two,
Ashes flicker and fight to scrape our beauty.
One acceleration fixes on fire
Burning in heaven, not in hell.
One speed has awakened the brightness
Of our heavenly star shining far.
Ways of jewels glimmer to provide
An extra sense of comfort.
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