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.
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Stories by Crimson
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Dark Poetry
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Dear reader,
This is going to be my poem journal. Genres to love, depression, death and others of sorts on yo...