Fall into the magic of
Fall into the magic of my eyes…
Dance in a world where pain is the Hedonism of life.
(What do you see?
What do you hear?)
Is your pulse a camaraderie to mine?
Lured into the whirlpool of the Cornea’s evergreen lust
Resist temptation!
You cannot..
Oh! But you must!
See the reality of a dream
Impossible!
When it disperses in the midst of every bleak seen.
The perfectly admired Iris, which is envied by all,
Is the beautiful misleading disguise of all fraud?
The communism of a heart’s love
Resembles the fragmented wings of a black dove
Embracing the faulty scars of falling raindrops
Among the face of that who was once on top.
The legacy of her steps mold in a paradoxical path
Depriving all desires, and squirming in a fire bath
The dream she….the dream I…have forever longed
Became the image that will never be forgot.
Fall into the magic of my eyes…
Dance in a world where pain is the Hedonism of life.
(What do you see?
What do you hear?)
Is your pulse a camaraderie to mine?
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