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Numb lives buried in darkness
written by Genocide Reaper11:45 AM 10/3/04| So it seems I find myself trying, holding the stars in my hands, falling faster through space, trying to get a grip on the tears I watched drip from her eyes to my face. And I saw in her eyes. My own face! in the Depths of hate! and I saw my own sins in her eyes! as she told me it was cold. The flood gates are open and I'm talking again, blood rushes through, I'm calling you, the images of a beast are etched into the steel door. I'm hideing those I killed, and thinking about what I did, will I feel anymore? Vexed from most of the world with a stale mate battle memory. In those visions I feel myself bursting like a super nova inside, deep within the ground I hear the laughing and rumbleing sound. As I looked up into the pitch black sky. I saw. My own Race within the space! I felt the waste! And when I saw her flying, I looked into her eyes, and I saw my own Sins! in the darkness of her eyes. Now its the lonliness thats crept into the depths of my soul. Iv seen my sins. Numb lives buried in darkness. |
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