Over and over and over again,
punishment for my sin,
for I was the one that gave it a way in,
I opened the door,
then it shed my blood,
and then I saw,
I saw what it was,
I understood it’s game,
destruction of everything,
everything in flames,
it wanted it’s maker,
it wanted a god,
so I tried to fight back,
I tried to lock it back in,
but it twisted and turned all that I did,
and made relive it over and over again,
so now I sit here,
repenting all my sins.
Roundhead just wont let you go Matt …
Haha not yet, the final chapters of story one are still being told
Yeah you’ve got me hooked!
I like to think of it as the muse that won’t die and won’t let me finish the story unless it’s its way.
Hell of a muse to have! Enjoy the trip 😉
Ah the spirals the second verse of the tale takes, I just want to do a few more things to the first before I’m satisfied it’s where it needs to be.
You’re (haha) killing it, keep it up!
Love this one
I can see the words
Powerful
Thank so much 🙂
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