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sent from godi see myself drowning in this awful place, this perpetual hell. opening myself more and more every day to let the acidic liquid of society pour into my cuts and scrapes. as i am fully consumed by the hate, i can only look toward the diluted light, cascading through the liquid, ribbons of light echoing endlessly around me. too bright to stand i fall blind, as the liquid hardens and shatters, leaving me as a marble image of my previous self. for all to look apon in awe and state that i am some wonder of a higher power or mysterious artist, whoever knows the truth in this day and age. all we have left is hate, the urge to breed and consume in asent from god
by ~zeropulse
worthlessleaning down to the dew covered grass, setting a knee into the moist green of the ground covering, the water crept into the intricate bindings of the pants he wore. his knee soon pressed deeply into the ground, the only thing seperating his skin from the dirt being the black layer of clothes. a shimmering object grazed against the grass, droplets of water clinging to the metal blade, the perfection of the steel being amplified through the distortion that the water created over the mettalic edge. a soft sigh escaped the lips of our would be hero, the one who would rule the story hence forth. rising from the ground, the chirping of his armor toworthless
by ~zeropulse
fateIt is a sad but true fact that the truth is always a lie. Happy smiles are just an image pasted over a frown, because deep down, none of us are truely complete. And it is in this harsh realization that I have come to accept all the bad things that have happened to me, for I know that I have earned them. Every bad word, every insult,.. These things result in either the slow progression of a chain rusted over with bad luck slowly encircling you, or a simple catastrophic event that can ruin your entire life in a simple heart beat. Although depression is overrated, because we know sulking will never change anything, it seems the only thing that wfate
by ~zeropulse
Fallacy_1"Please.. Don't.."Fallacy_1
Muffled words heard all too clearly in the ears of the surrounding terror squad. Blood was filtered into streams of scarlet as it moved in between the teeth of the victim, the male's gumline becoming the floor to an ocean of gore. A well kept combat boot pressed firmly against the jawline of the hunted man, the polish on the surface of the leather so badly drenched in lethal chemicals that you could experience a hallucinogenic enforced trip. Other than the grinding sound the man's face made when the pressure of the boot was enhanced, the black clad cult encircling the pile of human flesh remained silent.
by ~zeropulse
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"When I wears my flashing sword and my hand takes hold on judgment. I will take vengeance upon mine enemies and I will repay those who hate me. Oh lord raise me to thy right hand and count me among thy saints."
-- The Duke // Boondock Saints
I will send you to whatever God you wish.
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"When I wears my flashing sword and my hand takes hold on judgment. I will take vengeance upon mine enemies and I will repay those who hate me. Oh lord raise me to thy right hand and count me among thy saints."
-- The Duke // Boondock Saints
I will send you to whatever God you wish.
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"When I wears my flashing sword and my hand takes hold on judgment. I will take vengeance upon mine enemies and I will repay those who hate me. Oh lord raise me to thy right hand and count me among thy saints."
-- The Duke // Boondock Saints
I will send you to whatever God you wish.
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