"My Murders, My Mistakes, My Mistress"

I was starving, lonely and desperate
seeking that touch of angelic evil
without any sense of caution
I eagerly awaited for you, as it
seems like an eternity and my
soul is dispatched from my heart
as easily as the day it was taken
such beauty and wisdom with a
mere pinch of psychosis along
with a touch of darkness so
seldom seen by the likes of mortals
I was patient enough to retire
until the heavens remained sealed
and the damned sustained life
it was like dying a thousand deaths
alone in rarity and translucent in our
disparity.
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