Concepts thrown to the void of time | TFA
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Heed no warning, Accept your frosting. Your looming dread, Leads to my spread. My mark, Your spark.
Kill your world, What do I care, Make it the underworld, Poison the air, It is yourselves you harm, Soon to go extinct, Ignore the alarm, Your fate is inked.
22 days ago
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Father son finding, Father son bonding, Father son renew, Father son ruin, Father is confused, Son is pained, One moves, One wilts.
about 1 month ago
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You let out a scream, I can hear you, Mind breaking at the seam, You will be on my tongue.
about 1 month ago
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Shining bright, Temptation takes you, You swallow its light, Now your sight true. Grumble, Scream, Rumble, Dream. It hurts, You regret, It inserts, You sweat.
about 1 month ago
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Were you good enough, Where is your daughter, Your words are all a bluff, You brought her to slaughter. She is so small, She is lead astray, All you see is wall, All you do is decay. Pathetic is all you are, Pathetic is all you'll be, Pathetic is the bar, Pathetic is your degree.
about 1 month ago
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You found it, Now you know, You pitch a fit, You fear the snow. Come to me, I'll make it swift, I'll set you free, You shan't be miffed.
about 1 month ago
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Changes that confuse, Changes that lose, Changes of the past, Changes of the vast. Those that remain, Those that retain, Those will mourn, Those will reform.
about 1 month ago
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Hook line and sinker, You look good in grey, Not the best thinker, At last you fall prey.
about 2 months ago
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All alone in the winter, Stumbling along with rage, Listen to the wood splinter, You are a bird in a cage. It's all around, It's closing in, You feel drowned, You're my sin.
about 2 months ago
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Chitter chitter, Moth to a light, Skitter skitter, You're in my sight, Screech screech, You look with wonder, Speech speech, You'll find a hunter.
about 2 months ago
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I missed my mark, You dodged my grasp, But please hark, You'll fall to my clasp.
about 2 months ago
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Blood in the snow, Metal gone cold, A sign that I grow, These patterns old. Again and over, He gazes past, I make it closer, This hunt my last.
about 2 months ago
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