Predictions.A Poem by Deathless_Sorrow 10/2/2011 You're blinded with self-praise. Tell me, have you really come that far? How pleasuring will my smile be when you can't see? How will it feel when you finally reap your deathly field? Oh how righteous you are when you're wrong. How deserving you think you are. Remember what I said, Only you can guide your blade now. Your pillar is gone. He won't be coming back.
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Added on October 2, 2011 Last Updated on October 2, 2011 Author
Deathless_SorrowGreenup, KYAboutMy name is Matt. I've come to a bit of a block recently and I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to drag myself out of it, so don't expect frequent posts. Thanks for reading. more..Writing
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