Writing about pain and agony sounds like a stabbing time. In the end we are subdue to nothingness. In the end, we must try to be who we are and live or die to become what we desire. We are demons.....
  • Depths of Hell, Far corner to drift into sanity.
  • JoinedDecember 6, 2015


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WriterOfCrimson WriterOfCrimson Dec 24, 2017 12:51AM
Thanks. It actually means a lot. I need to get back soon. Thanks for the support. It gives me more inspiration now. 
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