I am just a dead man who walks with uncertainty along the spiked road of Life.
Only through the pen can I scribble a picture of my dark emotion onto a pane so blank, yet so dark, for the world to bare witness to... If you cannot see the scribbles hidden amongst the blank pane, then you are merely blind to the truth...
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ThePreludeOfSorrow
Aug 06, 2020 07:09AM
I added a new vignette to Among Death We Cry. Wanna know why I hate myself so much? My own thoughts degrade me. It lurks like a shadow and mostly comes out when I am alone.Note: Please read the warn...View all Conversations
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Among Death We Cry
A collection of emotions that once existed by a dead man who walks with uncertainty along the spiked road of...