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Limp limbs caught in the winds.Emptiness entombed in straw and rags.Famished, soulless, broken,The scarecrow hangs on his torture post.Tormented by th..
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The deep azure water leaves a pure tearstain, receding from the lonely sand.Slowly cheered by the arid sun, giving heart to its sadness.The forlorn oc..
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Teeth bared, slicing into the flesh of their victims.Necessity or pleasure?Finding their pleasure in the death throes of another.Animalistic or monstr..
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The blood in my veins slows its descent into my body,The beat in my hollow chest slows to a crawlas the crystalline structuresform within my heart.My ..
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Her hair falls softly over her bruises and gashes,but the origins of these blemishes I dare not guess.The sutures that roughly interrupt her beautiful..
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A blank slate,the broken traitor,awaits his fate.Pale skin glowing with the fearof Death.How to overcome this?Disassociate.Forgetting all that you fee..
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Deep in the heart of the Darkness,one would expect to be able to hide.However sometimes the shadows seem to brighten, exposing you to your fears.There..
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The first blows land like a hammer,striking the anvil of Time.A fight for those we have left behind,for those whose memories have faded from existence..
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The sharpest edges begin to crack roughly at my touch.If only I could restore the beauty that it once held.
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In this hypnotic gaze, the solitary figure stands.Lost within the depths of the world.Frozen in place by its touch.It is a day of reckoning for some,..
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