I am a hunter of the dark places,
A feaster on the souls of man.
I am the darkness within you all.
I am despair.
I walk in the sun, but my heart is shrouded in darkness,
I walk in the dark pathways of the soul.
I am the death and the life.
I am eternal.
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Illusions Of A Soul
PoetryThe Poems Herein Contain My Heart. Sharing my poems is a somewhat uncomfortable experience. They mean so much to me. I hope you enjoy them too. Some of my poems can also be found on DeviantArt.
