How many more will suffer,
through my hands.
Not that any breathe life
into these broken lungs,
except one.
The only soul i can see,
whose worth life.
Charismatic,face of an angel.
Soul of a fighter,that once
blinded eyes,day or night.
Only a demonic clown
like myself
could extinguish
such a bejeweled spirit.
This blackened heart of coal,
pigishly devouring
then digesting souls;
carved from solid gold.
Icewater blood flowing through veins.
Pumping a heart so cold,
problematic brain you could call insane... |
Submission Name: the devourer of souls
