The death of passion, cruel and sharp. Back into my memories, it's terrifying. The bitterness brings too much sorrow. All my soul within me, punished. The aching want within me, looking, Retreats to my memories, craving. On that day my soul grew hungry, It threw its ghost against the grief. While I pondered, smashed and shaken, Mind straying to my lusty affliction.
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