Let’s start this off with a quote from a very inspirational man:
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“If it does not concern you, mind your own goddamn business and keep your opinions to yourself.”
Still in the chaos of an episode. I upset people. Everything is in my face. Oh so important, everything is important it gives me instant headaches the anxiety climbs so high. 312 more words
The Earth is disembodied and I know your not supposed to be here on the crevace of no control because you have no clue how deep the contagion nestles in blue streams of isolated blood.You seem tough but your not but a fool if you think you can fit in nevermores miserable monstrosity.These demons will devour you and leave your tissue to maggots and even more mishaps.Run boy and run fast because you don’t want to go down this road where the lines between innocence and corruption has gone completely black and crashed against the sore shores of sure demise.See these scars and the wounds that still bleed written in death ridden eyes glazed over with false prophecies and crushing lies.In this hell,Sometimes there is no standing only falling further and further into that pit of pained coiling.You run from the answers and seek only the easy but this place is rough terrain.Turn Back now and answer before your trapped forever in Nevermore.
Silent one.The pin drops in silent floors flaunting gory horrors,haunting dreams,and hellish delusions.Creature crawling throughout my soul.Racking lies left me cold.Murdered by the unsounding knowing.Condemning waves roil thy quieting grave in which to hath your sorry flesh returned.Weakness limbers you.Bitten twice.My spell sings so close.Yet your beating,bleeding heart will I render helpless.Hollow fool I have been victorious again.Warned you what warfare would come when you went on betraying me again.She cannot compete with thy cruel vindictive cast come forth to carry you neath these crushing stones.Breaking your will shalt come so easy.The ripping sewn by threads strength allowed.Now it tis you begging here at thy feet but I comfort not this time.I will kill you with the very same sword you wedged in me.Turn from me.The shadows gather.Welcome to your sick world where you are the pathetic pile of shit and I am the witch caressing your wounds.Digging my nails deep enough to scar.Sickness stalking .Creeping ever closer to your functioning.Immobilized you seem by the grating gleem storming my skies.Run but you will fall.They will bury you in the very abyss you pieced together.I will turn a deaf ear to your strangled screams.Your end will be a celebration.Ending my agony all at once.Goodnight my prince.Slumber forever with the maggots you chose.For no man shall mourn you and I certainly will not.