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Growing from a dark, broken stain of a teardrop.Deadly as a poisoned feast.Coming back from death is a new step,on the system of the diseased mind.
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When the pain that sears your soul,splits the barrier.The seal you placed to stay alive,To steady your flowing pulse.I shall steal it away, and bear t..
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Slightly more graphic than my usual stuff.
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Look a little closer at that which you despise, that which disgusts you to the core.May it digest you or tread upon you?Look a bit closer at that whic..
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It spins deftly.Turning in speeds in excess of understanding.Sentience unknown by the parasitic beings infesting its surface.Symbiosis interrupted by ..
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Set afloat in the waters of Darkness. My lungs filling with liquid, Viscous and suffocating.Am I dead yet?If not then I wish to stay, stay in the wate..
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Towering creations in a certain stasis of decay.The forlorn watchers as decrepit statues on the crumbling mantle of hope.The halitosis of your wretche..
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It always feels like everything has already come to an end.Those around me are the ghost of their memories,brought to me by the fervored rejection of ..
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In this hallowed space, I feel no pain.Untouched by the burning presence of those whowould share this meaningless existence.Can I hold that which I fe..
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Interpret as you will.
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