October 13, 2010 at 06:57 pm
Poem, T (13+)
Horror | Dark | Death
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Gothic Thorns part 4
I screamed my lungs out furiously in my anger are beyond imagination.
I pierce my head with 70 thumbtacks and including my arms I want to be scarred for a lifetime.
I cracked my own wrist but for pain I love to see the blood and sweat and tears.
I am willing and sacrifice my own spine to anyone who needs it or my own brain.
I cut my own ankle in half then my toes and feed it to the hounds of hell.
I love to see the Illusionists torture themselves bleed Enteral
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