Murderous filigree.

I m caught in the twisting of the vine.

Go ascend with ivyclimbing.

Ignore and leave for me the headstone crumbling behind.

I can t help my laughter as she cries.

My soul brings tears to angelic eyes.

Let s amend the classic storyclose it so beautifully

I ll let animosity unwind.

Steal away the darkened pageshidden so shamefully.

I ll still feel the violence of the lines.

I can t stand my laughter as they cry.

My soul brings tears to angelic eyes.

And miles away my mother cries.

Omnipotencenurturing malevolence.

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