walk into the flames of hell dark is the night unholy is the fright look not back as you wisper words that don't tell hear only spoken theams reason has no means look to the stars on the darkest of nights reach for what's yours and hold it tight let not a foe steal it in the night dissapear your thoughts as they take flight choke on your lies as wrong is not right
Reason for writing:
just drinking and thinking of my inner feelings
Birth sign: Scorpio
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