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Gor - assassins

I have become everything
And yet nothing
Depriving integrity
And reigning dignity

I have felt nothing
And am nothing
Traveled through the elite
Enclosed in weakness

Standing alone
As the pride dies
Hell in my dreams
Slave to this nightmare

Sat upon heels
And aged by abuse
Yet forgotten
In un-glorious truth

Through broken eyes
Emotion of life’s poison
Injected dissected
Feeding this soul

Standing alone
As the pride dies
Hell in my dreams
Slave to this nightmare



Written by BlackVelvetRose (Ragdoll Raven)
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