Mess me up, Messiah.
Geschrieben: 29 March 2012 - 12:29
Through the Gates he went and he found a garden.
The trees were red as blood and the flowers were glittering like they were full of it.
Everything was cold and destructive, just like the place he always dreamed of.
Here he could live on fullfilled by selfdestruction and pain,
to be one with the bleeding heart he always searched but never had.
The wickedness that would've made anyone else crazy in a matter of days was a pleasure to his soul,
as he saw the disturbed creatures of darkness lurking around every corner to welcome their new food.
As they began to feast at the very parts of his body he fell into a crazy laughter of sheer joy.
This was his kingdom.
From here he would get what he always wanted.
He was happy.
He was empowered.
His name was love.
Geschrieben: 17 April 2012 - 12:36
Cool Story, bro
Bearbeitet von Beckenblockade, 17 April 2012 - 12:36,
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