I don't know what to say.
All the words erupting within my mind and not one seems right.
A cyclone of raging fury, that is all I see.
A maelstrom of burning emotion, that is all I feel.
A torrent of icy echos, that is all I hear.
A stream of warm crimson, that is all I taste.
I can see now the cruelty of the world and it is sickening to bear.
To those who were harmed, I can only offer my condolences.
To those who were victemized, I'll lend my aid.
To those who were commiting such acts of senseless cruelty as to scam the innocent....
To you few, I pray you mark my words, I will destroy you all...
Respite...I wish I had met you under alternate circumstances but the fact remains.
Even if it kills me I will help you.
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Random Musings from Belegorad.
... What more can I say? The title is all the description I think this journal needs. Opinions and views welcome!
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