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Originally Posted by bearguardian
Maybe here I will post disturbing thoughts, my own and what I bump into. Start with Cradle of filth:
one half adrift in the vast abyss
of despair and misery
the other half mask of rich red lips
whetted by the fevers of belief and greed
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The journey has been long. My bare feet bleed. Miles of glass on a broken path. I keep walking towards the setting sun. One day I will rest.