Bloody Words

Bloody Words

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Poems for the twisted souls who dance at night. The cauldron stirrers, aorta slurpers down right damned to hell life usurpers. We all have a dark side, I invite you to enjoy yours. For the broken and the damned walk amongst us every day.
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Ladies, gentlemen and all other unspecified beings of the world, the undead are rising. The living are dying. And the soulless have souls. I am Spiral. The Narrator of this pitiful story. I am your saviour, narrator and your killer. You will forget me one day, but when you feel yourself safe, then I will be there. And whether you are at Death's door or not, you will have long passed the gates to the Pit by the time I have arrived. And you will only be brought back to a newer, harsher life, far worse than the first. You have no hope. You will never have hope. We are the hope.

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