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[sid] => 114173
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => And Now I Fall...
[time] => 2006-02-02 21:04:54
[hometext] => really an abstract form of poetry, but it belongs here in this category more now doesn't it?
[bodytext] => As I fall into the endless catacomb of death, my bloodstained hands reflect the wickedness I have lived through. Through my life I have known only hate, for people, for God, for anything that breathes. And now as I lay my head down to eternally sleep, my sinful life reflects itself upon me. What am I to think, what am I to feel, all these sickening thoughts and all of them are real… They all said we were vermin, they all saw sins of anger and endlessly they repelled us from their society. The ones who called themselves good never took the time to question the life of “that evil person”, only concerned with their own. But who can blame those who hate us and drag their consciousness away for fear of us filling it with pain and misery. But don’t you understand? The evolution of our evil only derives from the exile we’ve had to live through. With all the evil things within our “precious” world, it’s time the veil of truth was finally unfurled… There is no point in trying to redeem oneself for unforgivable crimes, and now as I lay still falling, lying upon bottomless air, my body becomes covered with the blood of the ones I have put to sleep, mingling with their tears of miserable ending. There is no place to find the peace of starving, suffering boys, of tiny blood soaked children, who know only of noise… My mind is shot with the pain of the nonliving, their deathly screams ringing in my ears. Now I must die with the anguish I have caused, I am no more redeemed. We try to lie and say, “maintain your secure cry!”, while we here in the human realm let suffering pass us by… My soulless heart is clawed and bitten by the restless miserable dead, now it is no longer the blood of my adversary darkening my skin. My evil ends, and now I fall, before I die I’ll kill you all... We brought ourselves to this, Earth will never be the same, and we will die the underlings in a world of constant pain. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Ice_Fox [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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