

Break meyou tried to shove me into a mold ...you knew i'd never fit but you kept pushing - i give in you've wonBreak me
i always hated me anyway


Imaginei can almost taste the metal feel it pressing on my tongue purging these thoughts from my head finally laying my fears to restImagine


This Sickening Landscape“This Sickening Landscape (Drawn By The Power Of Powerlessness)”This Sickening Landscape
How can this be, this grand scheme of magik? Let the blood flow quickly, quietly before it dries So then will my life force die rather than in me For it is not silence, nor some trembling sound But a whisper so black, yet so pale A whisper of death that surrounds like a violent fluid But in the midst of this sick and vile act, a seed is fed and a moist root shoots forth a stem erupts from the ground and a crimson rose is touched by the blood-red sun as it blossoms upon th
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Behind every great betrayal lies great trust...
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