Sorrow of the life

Struck by the night Sorrow of the life Passenger of time Hollow is my luck Desire like a rat Feelings so corrupt Glamour of the corpses Easily are deducted Cages made of gold Wires made of rust Bitter is the end Turning into dust.

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