where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Slowly, towards her side, towards the woman she swallows, visions of darkness, within your mind, monster is what you are, monster is what you do, so many crevices inside, so many holes, made by time, so many things people have shoved into a different world, be better, be more, be able to see that I …
Cowards, all of you, yeah, that's right, let those words sink in, deep, below your skin, let then wrap their way around the rotting, calcified thing you call a soul, oh how it pleases me to see you squirm, followed by the river of red I shed, from your withered, pathetic throat. Sign up to The …
Countless times, I attempt to count, moments lost in minutes, seconds, and days, a touch, a kiss, a fleeting glance, memories that were once burned to my synapses, but like all things, they were born to die away with time, so now I sit here as everything falls, reading words on paper written in pen, …
It breathes life into lies, it animates the dead, weaving within, twisting the truth, covering your eyes, with its withered hands, do you hear it whisper? Do you feel it's coldness on the back of your neck? It's real, it's coming for you, or, is this just another lie, wanting to be the truth? Sign …
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Before the end began, there was only I, everything, was mine, as far as my eyes could see, as vast as my imagination allowed, but then they came, vicious little things, they wanted what was mine, ravishing the lands, taking, insects devouring a rich, ripe peach, I fought them, I killed thousands, but still more …
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Come, let your fear fade away, for there is nothing to fear now, not when you are in my arms, that's it my child snuggle close, and know within yourself, that you are finally home, let deaths sweet embrace, my embrace, carry you into the darkness of forever. Sign up to The Twisted Roads Of Matthew …
Blood and ash is all that's left of me, my wickedness planted the seeds for my undoing, I'd laugh at the irony if I was able, see my children, all I ever wanted was to be the king, and it mattered little who stood in my way, but as I quickly found out, so did every other …
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Bitter pills, swallow them down, sit back, let them sink in, eat away at your insides, do you feel it? Do you feel euphoria take over? Dragging you down, into my world, my domain, where your sins, your every mistake, are tools for your destruction, say it, like all the rest, say you lead a …
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Shit, fucking falling apart, pieces mean nothing, all over the place, what the hell, is this for real? One thing after another, ripping apart, digging deep, dirt, a hole, gasping for breath, swallowing, suffocating, dragging beneath, going, under. Sign up to The Twisted Roads of Matthew Tonks to stay up to date with all the …
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