my heart is broken and endlessly bleeding,
the guy i loved has left me weeping.
Filled with grief, i still move on,
crying in the darkness, i crawl stealthily and silently, as the darkness itself.
i'm still weeping and yearning,
for the love and attention, which just decintergrated and contiues burning.
i don't know when i'll find the love i requiar,
but i do know i'll find what i desire...
death is like a cold frozen haven.
a place where you can take or get taken.
those people who take, are known as the vampires.
those who get taken are known as hollow spirits.(ghosts)
death can be a burden at times.
an unavoidable curse that takes anyone within reach...
death can be like a friend.
but it also can be an enemy...
the darkness is like a substance that can contain anything you put in it...
most people flee from that substance purely out of fear,
others live in it,
prey in it,
hunt in it...
nobody knows how to contain the substance itself. it can contain but cannot be contained.
some people seek to hold the power of darkness...
others seek to flee from it...
the darkness can be like a helping hand or a cursing demon depending on how you look at it...
although it can seep through walls and into your heart, it can never be a burden to anybody...
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