DarknessFrom the darkest corners they come Wavering in the candle light on those most hollow of eves Whispers of a forgotten time A time of madness A time of sorrow A time of morbid pleasure at the prosperity of death These creatures These thoughts burrowed ever deeper into our being Seething under my flesh Tearing at my mind Lost am I Lost in a cacophony of sound and beauty Pleasure so abundant and yet never found Hope brings me back Hope caresses my cheek and makes me think What a world this is What beauty it holds, but The darkness It comesDarkness
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Born A Rebel...
Taking back my life...
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