It's strange I normally try to stay far from
trouble, never try to glaze at it more than
one second
But... I don't know... what happened, but now
trouble is staring straight at me, and I have welcomed
her in
Never have I welcomed such a thing, like this
in my life, nor have I desired to change anything
from proper orbit
I've seen evil transform into beauty, and hell look like heaven
without desiring any problem that storm
being in my life
I've glaze now into the eyes of trouble, and enjoy the
company there of
Slowly those lips gentily kiss away the pain from the struggling day
as this creature, so sweet...
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