Hatred so pure as to dissolve with a single drip any semblance of positive will

        Friendships lost to rivers burning through the bridges once so strong

      Love a hollow pit from whence the demon was both born and died

    Life a lie into which the damned sacrifice themselves to stay numb

  For feeling is a nightmare raised in the depths of emotional graves

And never sits right for those whose hatred is strongest for themselves

A Joke; I can’t cry so all I have to show emotions is by taking a knife to my flesh



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