As he tears at his flesh, the memory of emotions refresh. Every scar upon his skin, reminds him of his sin. As he embraces his dark delight, further he strays from the light. As he marches further into the dark, the sky above sends a lightning arc.
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Random poetry, philosophy and thoughts.
RandomPoetry, philosophy and such coming to mind. Although be warned this book does prospect many things you may not feel comfortable with, reading at your discretion.
