Behind the void - Where darkness fills black to give birth to the shade of grey - Fear is being stalked by Decay - Predatory sickness which morals onto nothing - Transfixed by the stench of the dead - Alive by feeding for millenium on death - Purer by the extreme conditioning where there is nowhere to find - If you do, you will find decay - Next to the living, alive in death - Alive by being dead.
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Blood fills the tears.
I suffocate for my eyes to cry.
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Across the ocean.
Light moves at the speed by which Dawn breaks.
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Silver never colors a portrait.
In and between the seams.
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Diaries of a heart broken soul.
Written in pain and sealed with blood.
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Inside the stare of a barrel.
The bullet black is engraved with my name.
The gun wants to play.
The name of the deadliest game.
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Devious thoughts which are gathered and kept in your mind.
Will consume the way you think, everyday.
Corrosive forces are being deployed behind the inverted nines.
Subtracted brackets with cracks.
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Deceived by words, do you hear.
The whispers burns the voice in the dark.
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