Staring at moonlight
The new look
Hunting death
Fightin Crime

Self InfictionIn the shadows my soul lies,Self Infiction
waiting to escape. Held by rusted chains,
fighting to get free.
Screaming out into the blackness,
pleading to be heard.
With ever moment I lie alone,
a small part of me is torn away.
Thrust into the cold dead air,
I sail above a smoldering plain.
On a silent breeze,
I am secluded from the world.
So not to be recognized.
So not to be heard.
I bring this life upon myself.
I am the chains that restrain this decaying body.
I am the knife that tears at this flesh.
And I am the one who will finally cause
Devious Comments
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joss
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"He who stands with me shall be my brother"
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Don't make me stab you with my ears.
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Abby
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Vickums~*
-"Those eyes that fade from blue to grey.."
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-Shenro
"I stood in-between the doorway between light and dark. What was left of my sanity implored me not to enter, but that voice was just a whisper now..."
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-Shenro
"I stood in-between the doorway between light and dark. What was left of my sanity implored me not to enter, but that voice was just a whisper now..."
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