"O quam tristis et afflicta... In my mind there is just one word... A litany of sins and hatred... I must die this time... Contristantem et dolentem... In flux the patterns shift and repose... Arabesques of abyssal darkness... The tender recompense of dreams... I see the ending...there is but one path left to take... I know the future...only I can take it all away... There is no second chance... There is no afterlife... No goddamned repentance... All that is left is the deed itself......"The Fury
"Midst waves of mute dejection...crawl upon malicious spines of dull fury...rage
burning in silence sought by my own wretched heart...born from the ruinous passage
of time...the truth of loss hurls its clenched fists at the fragile strands of
abandoned faith...You are the night...come forth in endless rapture...you are the..."The Mourner
"Obscured in shadow and ash, beneath November's sunless skies... There you
stood...pale flesh trembling in the chill of autumn's last days... Alive with
grief, for sorrow never rests in the wake of death... The windswept branches
painted your face in a thousand dancing silhouettes... So many regrets...summoned..."|
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