Desert of souls unsung
Miasma of words unwoven
I survey
The victims of
The Euphonic Plague
Wandering the barren mindscape
I dispatch
Apathetic monsters
With deadly double-edged daggers
Of cold-forged irony.
I see light ahead
Not hope...
Twin points of fallen
Angelfire
Smoldering in the darkness
Why must that damned Abyss
Keep staring back into me?
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12 years ago
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