Your voices so loud ,I heard
In the echoes of the wind so still,
Yet evilised with the malicious tunes of your wrath.
I was your Amber,till you wretched me
As I dwelt with you, little did I know I was in for a wild goose chase.
All those sweet nothings you lavished me with was just honey,to coat the bile tasting reality that you never really loved me.
that kiss you gave me that cold Friday winter evening, that drowned me lost,in the oceans of deception,was only another version of Judas Iscariots' kiss.
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Tabula rasa I whispered to myself
You thought me wretched,but this Amber ain't going down, I'll rise en glow with all that strikingly glimmers, I fix my crown and break free to glory heights.
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