These are the photographs of the darkness
  Electrified wind of witches from the underworld
  Thou hast break in the dust of your brethrens graves
  Thou art the blood on their tombs cracked walls
  
  Shall ye ground onto this eternal fraternity of bones
  Ye shall be of thy fathers salvation on day of the Sabbath
  Hail to all the nations of pale ghosts of mud wells
  Toll the bells in the pits of Thurash and of Mandonis

  This dusk is swarn upon thy return to land of beasts
  Seven days thou shalt fade as ashes we left with thee
  Farewell the sail of flesh in the sea of the dead
  Thou shalt rise to breath the winds of trees again

There is no wound on the surface of the skin can compare to a poke of a fingertip on your brain. Impossible as it is seen, but hypothetical real. I have no friend other than Pain,  whom for years has caressed my mind and numbed my soul to  an instance I was left with no option but to submit to her. All my life. Here I am stumbling through my memory Vine with red grapes bleeding and I am trying to go down to the day we begun our relationship. I can't find a trail. She haunts me everynight like she is supposed to put me to sleep but give me insomnia instead. She is so obsessed with me. She doesn't knock on her way inside my brain to tell me how I should dig my grave and lay myself to sleep. She runs through my veins that I cut often, my blood clots as always. Pain tells me to tie a slipknot but fails me every episode is unfinished. This friendship will never finished.

You don't need me,  you need the things I have
You don't love me,  you love the clothes I wear
You think I am not aware?

This soul craved resurrection that blood splashed look as olive anointed.
My flesh decayed for decades but these bones couldn't turn into dust.
These lungs bond atoms and cells mitosise.
My skin peeled, shed and bloomed again to rebirth.

You love must be wicked
Why is there cremation?
Burning in my heart,
Like my heart is
The hell of fire?

1 represents my existence on planet earth
A good 9 years of innocence childhood fire
9 more to exhibit my love to the girl who lift my heart higher
Here is 8 years to begin a new path

I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

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