Wickedness ~ The End Of Salvation

Every single day I walked through forsaken streets found nothing but the figment of wickedness in guise of people - People who're being mistaken off humanitarian ridge of life.

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Some says, love's blessing so some reckons, love be curse

You believe, love addressing...

that the life - A broken verse

I claim, the world progressing

though still it's adverse

People who think're everythin'

be the one who make the universe worse

Yet, I haven't seen the world deeply

but my heart knows, it's impetuous

Every act's being done, cheaply 

Thus the love be capricious

The life's being eaten, sweetly

& the melancholy heart's became treacherous

Every step I take to walk the land..

do find nothin' but emptiness

Lovers cross the ridge hand-in-hand

& get winded up with each other the next extent

Is this love or just a figment of infatuation?

I guess, The world's wicked

& people got surrounded by prostration

which further leads 'em to nowhere

but right to the end of salvation.

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