Sorrow Filled RiversTears run freely, streaming in sorrow filled rivers, pushed out from my soul by the darkness that infects me...
My mind breaks open under the pressure, split like firewood, horrible dark entities escape from it, running in all directions, free to sow the evil that was spawned in my soul...
Horrific screams of terror fill my ears, indescribable atrocities blanket my mind in a gruesome blanket of the grotesque
Sick and tired I stand alone, the world turns its back on me, left with the monster that is my sentience....
Poetry by The Metallica Warrior
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Written on 2011-07-12 at 17:56
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