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[bodytext] => Inside of the excess I find regret All my sins passing before me Twinkling magnetic anger consuming me Screaming for redemption my words find only death A cold empty grip binding my throat And in this vice I see guilt and deception For what I am becomes openly evident My eyes bleeding black tears of nothingness Engulfed inside the shadow of my own hate I drown under the weight of vile emotion For I know what I am now I see the truth that I am indeed a vessel for darkness A spiteful loathing of humanity passes through me The grip releases as I fall a corpse in decay and torment Tainted by the cuts and scars I inflicted Not only on myself but my victims I hear the voices of mortals calling out monster Others cry out annihilator Still I know all I am is damned And under this damnation I am entombed My chains are my own spiteful rage Inside my mind I hear the evil echoing To embrace the malevolence and putrid ferocity But all that arrives in my hate is a blinding sadness Wishing only to die knowing full well I won't My curse is to suffer eternity alive Feeding upon my former people Their fear adding adrenaline to my scythe of disgust Their screams a haunting melody That both fuels me and terrifies me in sleep Like sheep they follow me Their Shepard to destruction [comments] => 0 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Namen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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