Death
A blade capable of severing the arteries to the heart unmistakably named and misnamed humanity
A blade capable of iterating the act of making us outsiders
Forever looking in
Desperate for company we can keep
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My Dark Analogy
PoetryThe demented side of my mind is like the inside of a engine. -L
Deeper Thinking
Death
A blade capable of severing the arteries to the heart unmistakably named and misnamed humanity
A blade capable of iterating the act of making us outsiders
Forever looking in
Desperate for company we can keep