The blood still flows even with the body gone cold. The streams turned into dreams, crimson.From these dreams drips the screams that rip from lips once sweet red until they turned black with a bit of blue. If only one had knew what I wanted to do. The lack of air gave despair and ecstasy … Continue reading A bit dark
I have worshipped Goddesses both true and false. Word danced with Demons and broken Angels. Served the unworthy, past time with pointless and known regret over reconciliation. Ultimately I am still a seeker. And what do seekers do… we move forward. And now at the abyss of change, I stand ready to be remade for … Continue reading Offering
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