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His sword arm burned with fatigue as he slashed and parried.  For an hour he had been fighting and running just as a hunted stag as the wolfs closed in the circle.  they had finally cornered him and now wave after wave of savage wolfs possed by some unknown force were throwing themselfs at him. Over and over he cut them down.  Over and over they snapped and scratched him, turning him to a swirling bloody deadly mass.  One wolf twisted past a deadly riposet to sink his teeth in the leather of the worriors tunic.  suddenly every wolf backed off and just stared at him. The swordsman was not fighting to survive anymore and had totally forgot abou

Fuck this Its insanity So far from bliss So close sadistically So long a wait So long confusion So much to fate So like fiction Bite the head off the one you love Shove the love down the decapitated esophagus Feel the hate tear you up Feel the love Feel the love Feel the load lift off your shoulders As the body stops sputtering Just like boulders My heart is fluttering Look at such a pretty face Covered with the thick red shame Covered with a beautifully sick expression But who's to blame When one makes such a deep impression So look at your lover, love, and friend And grip your hands over there pretty-unsuspecting

Loneliness will devour me It consumes me Embodies me It becomes me Till I can't see Refuse to be A spectacle For all to see This leaking encasement Of sorrow shame and blame So sick of begging for god sent These demons shall never be tame So I look up into the sky Wondering why such questions persist Why if there is a love of man Beyond a man Why then put man into suffering? God is the nickname of hope The label on a sunny day that went just right It is no more special than a good friend or a puppy love In this continual fight Is there really anything above? Below? Elysian Fields and tunnels of light I feel this lonel