《Words to My Demons | Poetry ✔️》M a d n e s s

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madness;

voices growing horns.

monsters;

death being born

a society of lunatics,

with smiles on our faces.

a world of angels,

believing our wings are disgraces.

madness;

shadows with teeth,

monsters;

eyes that cannot see.

a dead society,

with breath in our lungs.

a world of galaxies,

completely lost of our starlit songs.

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