WHITE, BLACK OLD WAYS.

Yesterday's seduction calls,
Arousing my thirst,
 Lingering hunger for power,
 Erotically having fun with my deep.
Zapping energy from my previous life.
Should I accept this evil or forge with the light I know?
Should I hate what I am? Or become my past? continue

Decipher files for ; ORIGIN a poem

ORIGIN 

  
Where it all started

Sin from its origin

Original sin

We saw it happened before it began

But we sang songs of endless love

Collecting Reminiscence, Renaissance

Good and bad memories

Waiting for sun to sleep so we can bring back the spirit of those who have lost

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