𝐰𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬

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the sun is a liar

with its blithe positivity

and all too bright glory.

because under the façade,

under the warmth and the lucent shine,

there is a fire.

an iniquity.

and when the sun shines

not everything is as well as it seems,

because bloodshed is everlasting

and devils still dance in hell

awaiting the sunrise with glee

the blood forms a puddle

and the rain washes it down

the sun comes up to dry

so bright and so enthralling

but what you don't know

is that the sun is just continuing the cycle

and celebrating death

hell disguised as heaven


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