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Oh what wretched pleasure in this agony!
So delicious the sting of tear to cheek, a face scrubbed raw with weeping.
Let me eat up my own heartbeat, let its pain feed my scream; it throbs like a wound freshly torn, if I put my fingers inside perhaps I will find myself. 202 more words
Take a trip back to the early days of man and meet the first Darkness!
In the beginning, man was simple. Yet even then, mankind understood love and loss. 41 more words