2

Deep below,

in the darkness,

where your sins try to hide,

is where I am,

like a disease,

a dark shadow,

devouring all that I find,

ripping and tearing,

my way through this world,

making it my own,

removing his mistakes,

one by one,

until there is only me,

until there is only,

The Roundhead,

and then,

he will see,

what it truly means to feel pain.

2 responses to “2”

  1. The round head
    That just sends this over the edge
    Very machine like
    You know industrial
    Sheldon

  2. Deep. Intriguing. A little scary.

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