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Lxnnnie Rutledzh

Lxnnnie Rutledzh

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defied by hell
 
beside myself
 
i tried to tell
 
this lie so well.
 
 
 
if only my skill
 
postponed by will
 
was holy not ill
 
with lonely eyes still.
 
 
 
but this cursed sigh
 
cuts worse inside
 
so immersed i writhe
 
in this hearse i ride.

(2014)

#Ill #Lie #Self

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