Biography
I'm just a troubled soul trying to cope with the bitter harshness of existence
Samples
He couldn't live without her, So he created me, A being with a heart of coal, Cursed with immortality, Though I tried to warn him, He handed me the reins, Now he's but a distant memory, My blood runs through his veins, Sometimes I hear him beckoning, Still howling from the pain, The cry of a man that lost his soul. The cry of a man that's gone insane, And surely i'm a wretched thing, A being damned to have no cares, Nothing to be hopeful for, Invoking countless stares, My very essence threatens man, My eyes exclaim an urge to kill, My laughter reeks of bloodlust, My voice presents an iron will, There is no greater comfort for me, Than watching a man die Struggling to find a reason, And hearing him ask why, I wish I had an answer ready, Alas I tell him I don't know, I'm just the monster a coward created, And there's no place left for me to go.
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Blog entries by luke aneas
The Beast (09/01/2015)
Hell (09/01/2015)
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