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A subject of a black disinterest from the corrupted mind of perverse ****** he's a key that's opened up my sorry thoughts a narcissistic God that warps and distorts a pale tyrant absent in the cold light of day instead he leaves me only with sorrow to play it's when the sunlight dies and the darkness consumes that his spell awakens and fully exhumes abstaining filthy needs I meander to the pool of obscurity in the dark corners of the Web seemingly lies security interacting with my dark desires, I cannot think, from the cup of a personal Judas do I slowly drink everyone around is dying, my ego I have hidden everybody makes mistakes but can a God be forgiven for unable to punish others I'm punishing myself terrified of the future that is confusion and ill health - if I succumb will he be merciful and grudgingly help steal the other's pain and inflict it upon myself? Or will he plunder my soul for my most lurid temptations and fill my world with the void of his true destructive intentions?
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Jan 7, 2017
Jan 7, 2017 at 2:23 PM UTC
The Pale God
A subject of a black disinterest from the corrupted mind of perverse ****** he's a key that's opened up my sorry thoughts a narcissistic God that warps and distorts a pale tyrant absent in the cold light of day instead he leaves me only with sorrow to play it's when the sunlight dies and the darkness consumes that his spell awakens and fully exhumes abstaining filthy needs I meander to the pool of obscurity in the dark corners of the Web seemingly lies security interacting with my dark desires, I cannot think, from the cup of a personal Judas do I slowly drink everyone around is dying, my ego I have hidden everybody makes mistakes but can a God be forgiven for unable to punish others I'm punishing myself terrified of the future that is confusion and ill health - if I succumb will he be merciful and grudgingly help steal the other's pain and inflict it upon myself? Or will he plunder my soul for my most lurid temptations and fill my world with the void of his true destructive intentions?
lexander-jones
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Jan 7, 2017
Jan 7, 2017 at 2:23 PM UTC
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