Jocoxire's Diary.
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Última publicación jue, jul 9, 2015
Crackle. Snap. Goes. The fire. Bing bang, the demon breaks. Clickety clack, from the fire he escapes. Slash claw, he's a dragon. Burning terror, he is destructive. Screeching pain, death of young. Souls searching, A new one comes. Safely hidden, he puts them far from hell and close to heaven. Dull and empty, as your life as he sees it. Off and odd, new as can be. Lost love, broken over a child. Redemption over fear, something could not optian. Crying with tears, the sorrow of my words. Bristle your fears, with sticks sharper than the eye. Sight and hearing, skills that are needed. War and death, none shall beat him. Sensations of hurt, you will see as you look into the demons eyes. Listening with stupidity, He tells his story because yours ends with death. Promises untold, because he knows he won't keep them. Unfaithful and untruthful, is what you will feel as his skin is pierced by the blood of others. Love and hatred is all you could think of. What if, is what you will know,
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