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Mar 2020
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Dark, Filthy Useless Trash, my name is Mishka Ways,
Say hello, say bye, im here to change your days,
Mind it all, mind it not, you will feel the rays,
Mind it all, mind it not, and you will see how he slays….

My mind is dark and an eerie creep,
I have had dreams of children hiding, then being snatched from a single peep,
I have seen nightmares of ghouls staring at one in a sounding sleep,
I suffer from light, i suffer from joy, there is mold, in the heart in the deep….

I have claws of truth and claws of keys,
My keys are golden and lead the way to the door,
I have an eye which knows the door and light never sees,
My flesh is gone, my mind is strange, darkness calls me a *****….

My voice is dead my voice is dark, it has no tone,
Were has the light gone to, where is the darkness that i own?
I stare with green hiding eyes, i sit atop of my rusty ****** throne,
My mind is a whole new world, a whole new life, it is said you will never reach the zone….

I have no heart, there is no beat, i have no kindness in my name,
I have stood before a demon, a ghoul, a fallen angel, and i love them all the same,
I am dark and eere, i sit in the dark room and play Blue Whale, a dark little lovely game,
I have felt light, felt happiness, felt the tears of joy, when in my heart the devil came….







~Mishka Wayz~
A Dark *******...


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