Taste the myth hanging between thoughts.
Hatred which contrasts my emotions to the deep rotten soul.
A crawling spirit deteriorates all the lives it encounters.
Which
Indeed raises questions within our lying lies.
Will I live within a lingering thought?
A lie perhaps, caught under the deep murderous sea?
I wonder
Will this follow the beastly anger to a revolting twist?
I search my blood to find a key, unveiling all my gruesome secrets.
Bloodshed Emotions, no longer bothers me.
No longer knowing how it feels; questioning:
Why the living species of I,
is still alive...














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