love ? That is something I gave up on a
long time ago.... i think as each day passes..i lose more faith in
love.. i become darker and more sinister.. which each dark poem.. i
craft with my pen.... with each horror story I write.... it scares
me.. yet I think this is my truest essence..... my decent into pure
darkness begins... there's no turning back now..! of course if dark
words.. conjure me money.. i am pleased.. as this will buy me the
rum...
people in this world.. just want all
these lovely dovey.. pre written quotes.. and think that is something wise... in reality.. they don't want know what you really
think and feel.. unless. it's the same mundane... everyday rubbish... tell them how you really feel.. they'll call you evil...
let them think what they want... being honest.. is better than
putting on a fake smile... love is dead..
signed in blood
signed in blood
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