Arcturus

Unfortunate the hoax that you are not immune
For if beauty was hurt
Like children Naked and misused
We would aspire towards states of disturbed emotions and never need to mirror off like shadows of a Greater Joy

While moralist angels prepare their heavenly cocktail lounge

In darker institutions they are beyond discipline and Repentance is no option

But do not dispair
I know of an Exit
Destruction Thinkers travel the other way around
Where directions are none and the ground is gone
Such treacherous gates to enter. Even bigger doubts inside.
Doors shut from the outside and you hear the sound of someone walking away
You just disappeared in a backsweep of Darkness and Stars