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it was raining the angels are crying momma would have said but i knew better they were sobbing i was in it their grief was my grief they wet ..

She lingers, lost in a memory. My lifetime stands in the snow armorless waving goodbye. Death smiles, and takes another bite of his cookie...

My name is LEGION I am the DEMON plagued ravaged slain by the LAMB

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There is a memory of you I wish I had. You look at me with the hope of every little girl and ask, ever so sweetly, if you can stay up just a l..

Long after the battle is over she remains fluid in a fighting stance wild eyes crouching behind one long strand of anime hair. The woman in bla..

Superwoman throws her heels in the closet, slumps on her bed, pulls out the notebook, and scratches off reason #2. I live solely out of spite..

The great thing about Hell is with every streak of pain I retaste my sin.

kneeling in love's shadow A tower of black glass guarded by an archaic word Gliding along waves of fire and silence to the promise of the abys..

She had to have just one more shot. The phone rang, and I ran to meet her, and she was there, casual and undefeated like she always was, onl..