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this audible voice, has flattered, my ears.
an unreal, sound of distress.
a sensation, that, aroused my being.

this moment was, all yours but,
the pleasure was all mine.

all the weight ive, been carrying vanished,
to a valuable instant.

one day when this curtain will fall,
masks will be shattered.

your eyes silently, scream astonishing grief.
the satisfaction, i devour is not,
retribution, your sorrows my devotion.

ill be rewarded with your degradation,
nourished by bitter, passions.
my hunger for human deprivation,
will be quenched.

no retribution,
your sorrows my devotion.

a furtive monologue.

this unspoiled opus, wasnt meant,
to persist eternally, masks and disguises
returned to their relevant closets.

this theatrical masquerade,
will be lead, to its irrevocable ending.

on day or, another,
one day when, this curtain will fall.
one day when, this curtain will fall,
masks will be shattered.