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Do I know you? "Yes." At the back of your chair, a cross. To where your feet lies, a shattered glass. The legs of what you sit, a deformed wheel. To where you lean your back, a thorn. I have reached the dark room. "Cold." For the glass wine, a blood. To use a silverware, a burning hand. For the shining plate, a beating heart. To taste the food, a rotten tongue. And I sat on the chair with diamonds. "Alone." You lift up your head, with a knife. You smiled at me, with a stitched mouth. I looked on your face, with furious eyes. You've painted hello, with greasy ties. The rain started hitting the grounds. "Crying." To the loving phoeni

I thank You for giving light, And by that I was born. Wise and full of intellect, I'm Your very first creation. I had obeyed everything You said, But I never gained love from You. All I have is my undying faith, Until I saw the meaning of truth. I lied because of what I believe, That everything is for our own good. But now I've been deceived, And that's how I became a fool. I've been calling out Your name, Hoping You would hear me scream. But when Your shadow started to fade, I realized how indifferent You are to my pains. Heaven is now perfect and beautiful, A place where I am no longer welcome. All You need is the complete opposite, So