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I'm coming
I can smell the burn.
I can hear the screams
Devil comes again.
My sins haunt my dreams.
I see the evil men do.
I know how much we wrong.
Nothing the TV says is true.
They've lied to you all along.
One secret organization or another.
Templar, Mason, illumanati
They despise my existence but created me.
They dare not come They know what will be.
Starters hungry to make a mark.
The elders fear me they know
You could make idle threats then.
With my family gone I have no soul.
I beg you finish what you start.
Come for me again.
My heart is buried in four Graves.
I will see you all it's just a matter of when.
I can hear the screams
Devil comes again.
My sins haunt my dreams.
I see the evil men do.
I know how much we wrong.
Nothing the TV says is true.
They've lied to you all along.
One secret organization or another.
Templar, Mason, illumanati
They despise my existence but created me.
They dare not come They know what will be.
Starters hungry to make a mark.
The elders fear me they know
You could make idle threats then.
With my family gone I have no soul.
I beg you finish what you start.
Come for me again.
My heart is buried in four Graves.
I will see you all it's just a matter of when.
Published 20th Feb 2024
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21st Feb 2024 4:02pm
Dear L,
No one captures emotions as potently as you can. You continue to have such a raw approach to your writing that is captivating. There is a great mix of energy, urgency and a sense of loneliness. Great writing. H🌷
No one captures emotions as potently as you can. You continue to have such a raw approach to your writing that is captivating. There is a great mix of energy, urgency and a sense of loneliness. Great writing. H🌷
