[Submitted
by Bart Debersaques]
Park Güell makes you even more beautiful
As if you were created by Gaudi the master himself
But you consist of shattered thoughts
They never seem to bore
Even if they turn you into hell
This last supper makes you even more beautiful
As if you were created by the master himself
But you consist of imploding energy
Let me save you from your unbearable hell
From your hell
We can’t hide from our destiny
This chain is like an inherited spell
That consumes all my precious energy
That pulls me to wherever you fell
You just fell
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