Dr Strange 1

How did I follow this road,
Feels like it's leading me to Hell,
I get the heat everytime I take a step,
The shivers want my body to board,
Am at that point where I can cast a spell ,
The Angel with horns is forcing my mouth on a tape,
I want to cry but my voice is gone,
Am wearing a smile but inside I mourn,
I trusted the white dress but now it's torn,
The falling wings are now my weakness,
The change in structure is becoming my business,
It looks like a beautiful monster now,
The innocent eyes are giving me this sickness,
I don't know whether to stare or mind my business,
It really looks like a beautiful monster now,
The battle between my mind and heart is getting worse,
I don't know what to do,
It's like someone left me a curse...

Whizz Ixtrinsic
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