soundwave990

I am drenched in purple blood, my once scarlet red fluid long gone. My bright shimmering eyes cursed by a violet gleam. I lie here on the ground in a puddle of blood which isn't mine, thinking about shames denser than any fog. My eternal hunger as I sought revenge, now it ends here with a Katar in my heart. Defeated by someone whom I could not fight for my dormant feeling would shatter me. Taking more lives than anyone could bear, I hide behind my mask. Finding courage deep at heart she thought enough! Piercing mine with utter care, for could not bare to see me suffer. Lying here in dirt and blood as life slowly drains from me. Seein

There once was a man of 34 that always thought of many more He got denied by thought he lied full of rage thrown in a cage revenge it was without the fuzz one day he escaped he sat and wait One day at home alone after a roam he made a plan for just a man far from society he came with lots of variety many letter and words from here to twin lords he tried to explain his infamous name again he denied he thought he lied with a broken moan he returned back home There once died a man of 34 too bad he died as just a man and nothing more