DigimortalA Poem by nigrum homonculusabout a boy...and his obsession. bit of a short one...made it at like 4am. so much for a sleeping pattern.Care packages to air strikes. Formula 1 to dirt bikes, I am the general and the engine. I am the army and the weakling. Hook blades to squared circle blows. Plasma cutters to melee combos. I am reality and insanity, Trapped in this brutality of a fantasy. Fiction to addiction. Affection to affliction. I am a digimortal and its dark…. My god its so dark. © 2012 nigrum homonculus |
Authornigrum homonculuslondon, surrey, United KingdomAbouti have been away from this place for.....lord knows, something like 3-4 years? so i guess all the things i have experienced in that time have to come out somehow you know? so here we are. you're readi.. more..Writing
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