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Dream Braxen
<p>‎A city of angels , sheltered by the demons that dwell within&nbsp;</p><p>‎Pain, anguish and sorrow a daily reminder of a soul so lost and forgotten by the people who sheltered the poor one&nbsp;</p><p>‎Looking for a home, found an enclosure</p><p>‎Of pure mutiny in a soul so devoid&nbsp;</p><p>‎</p><p>‎Hatred became a fuel of survival , anguish a reason for revenge , sorrow a path so through felt like destiny&nbsp;</p><p>‎An abyss of darkness, seven stages of hell , guarded by seven princes in search of soul devoid of all rightousness&nbsp;</p><p>‎A soul trapped and lost became a vessel of darkness to reckon with on a throne of thorns .</p><p>‎</p><p>‎For I am sorrow , pain and anguish , forced to a vessel of darkness&nbsp;</p><p>‎For I am lost yet found by my mistakes&nbsp;</p><p>‎For I am torture itself , truly a walking dead among the living ...</p><p>‎</p><p>‎@DREAM BRAXEN</p><p>‎</p><p>‎</p><p>‎</p>
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