Exhaile so I can inhale your beauty, see me so I can devour your mind. run to me so I can take what truly belongs to me. Is it really yours? or were you just a keeper for it's TRUE owner.
im still in bliss from spending time with stella, shes still with me, I can feel her beauty around me. I did not bath in her blood I gave it to the earth to bring new life. Become one with the earth little one I hope your reborned" so we can meet again, for next time your body and soul will forever be mine..get up little one get up. for it's a blessing that your life was art, it shall bring wonder it shall bring joy. The living dies and with it comes a spring, In ower steps thread light for a man is near..
Some would say, what do you get from killing? I dont believe I kill.. I simply take the thing valued the most, by man kind in art,in life. It's a cycle and I'm the gage that turns, its weels.
I'm the cycle that has know end, the reaper of all things great Of all things Hope. For with out me who would truly care, who would lift vastly creature's like you up to your true calling? NO ONE I TELL YOU!!!!
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My, What A Pretty Face
Mistero / Thrilleryou would call it horror but u would not know true beauty even if it spat in your eye..
