Scene 2 As i float apon my prey, i feel the hot air arise from the body’s essence. My first taste of blood, troubled me in a scence of joyous aromas and tastes. Mabey it was my 100 years of rest i shared with my valvet coffin, or the intence build-up of my vauge determination… Continue reading A Day In The Life – Scene 2
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Diffrent
I’m Diffrent. I’m not like you. I hate all off you. All you mother fuckers So pround of your innocince. I’m Forever liveing, Forever Suffering. Wanting to leave. But no way out.
being free…
i was prisoned before… by my environment… my parents… my friends… always being afraid of what they may think of me… not doing what i wanted… not expressing myself to let the world see me as i wanted to be seen… i was not free