A spawn of darkness cursed with existence.
A succubus of light snuffing all in sight.
A destroyer of worlds siphoning hope.
A breeder of decay growing disorder.
A stopper of time for a pain infinite.
This is what I've become.
A plague of bad omen.
A harbinger of doom.
A disease of no peace.
Bad blood pumps through my tubes.
Put me out of my misery
Before my demons become yours too.
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THE IMPROMPTU MANIFEST.
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