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Princess of Chaos

 She is killing me with her sweet poison.

There is no way I could stop her from doing that.

Coz I am a slave in her prison.

She is executing me, torturing me.

With her enticing spells and wands.

She is Princess of chaos disguised as a fairy.

She has tied me with her shackles and bonds.

I gave my heart to her.

I don't regret it at all.

Her every torture seems to me as roses and cherries.

And I am her cake.

She relentlessly devours it.

Not giving a fuck she spits and splits.

Into the ashes of our memories.

I always question is she real or fake.

Or I am just creating her to make me feel hurt and pain.

Am I insane?

Or my values are stale and vague.

Or I am doing this to nullify my pride and vain.

Am I blinded by her haze?

Nonetheless I'm enjoying the cycle of pleasure and pain.

Just like everybody else 





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