Category : Poems

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So sad the decaying of the body and mind. So week the body of man. We who have taken up flesh and decided with all our whimpering little hearts to give in to you boiling madness. Not yours but mine. And his, as well as all these flesh hungry beast. They crave one thing to fulfill their desired appetites. The suffering and the broken will of a traitor to their society. Dawn, the brief yet timeless tired widow who begs you to understand. They understand nothing. Only what is wanted from them for you to give them. It's all a crime scene down here. It's all one pointless illusion. Happy art thou to find a paradise in thy lonely wasteland? Please spare me the redundancy you always seem to bring. One day all of them will learn of the pain they brought. One day all of this will backfire upon them and i will be standing, ripping apart their blessed Paradise