I'm just a tiny little bee
talking tonight with angels of dislike
what could the heaven be?
and creeps later the hell looks alike?
the angels fly drawing some pictures of delight
clearly beautify their wings of grim tonight
see I wondering the meaning of the light
lost my mind as a headless knight
now I see heaven as the mean of endless love
later I acknowledge abyss as the mean of unspoken love
as heaven endlessly created by picturesque lucid dreams
while the abyss represents the fallen broken dreams
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