Oh that this too too sullied flesh would melt, and desolve itself in a dew.
I am a monster clothed in crimson sleeves with perforated lines where my wrists should be.
Those were quotes, they probably shoulda been in quotation marks. stare Today I do not ******** care anymore. Not at all. My feeligns are an empty void being filled with anger,remorse, confusion.
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Anger confusion and sorrow maybe His aspects but you are blind To his true reasoning,I know this for the shadow is my own, And I hold him dear, As A let my hand to you, Grasping your hand and drifting you within the etheral Night.