What is an expression that can make creatures hate without words? What is it about Night that can make friends turn into lovers? Why must day be where we hide our fears, yet the night greats our tears. In a morbid state of unconscious and deliberate unknowing we pass from the birth of inquisition to… Continue reading To Faust
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Ur Hands
Ur hands so big so rough i never knew they cood bring so much pain red marks on my cheeks blood in my mouth bruises on my arms and legs my swollen tummy now deflated blood dips from between my legs Ur hands so big so rough i never knew they cood bring so much… Continue reading Ur Hands
Written in Blood
The underground. It’s place. Dark, dank, and completely silent except for the sound of the computer humming in the background.