| Should I keep writing?? |
created @ 02/1/2008 09:15 am |
mum expired. [FRIENDS] |
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Explosion, confusion, panic, and fear. Delirium, hysteria, dim and unclear. Hooves in the distance, cries in your head. Heart starts to pound as you lay in bed...
Distortion, phatasm, regret, and tears. Shattering, fragmenting, rips, and pain sears. Blood falls from innocent, scream as they fade. Notion of guilt as you stare at the saved.
Impending, controlling, death tolls, and lies. Petrified, freethinking, crave, and god dies. You fall into the pit, soul rips at the seam. The four horsemen charge through dreams...
Awaken, regarding, fallen, and charged. Idolished, abhorred, lore and ravaged. Redemption for you, one more face to flame. Lost people who sinned will now be unnamed
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