It's funny
that I can create
the most
darkly enchanting
works of art
when my mind is as numb as my soul.
Pain is funny that way.
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When The Blood Ran Black
PoetryWhen my demon decided it wanted out, there was nothing I could do to stop it. I could only watch as bloodied claws pierced my skin and shadows leaked through my eyes in black teardrops. It wanted out, and I was content to let it roam. >>>&g...
Funny
It's funny
that I can create
the most
darkly enchanting
works of art
when my mind is as numb as my soul.
Pain is funny that way.
