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Loisirs & Intérêts/

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Gazing into the eyes of the devil- her grip upon my soul and he lust for my impurity to become part of her iniquity. She took my hand and said “come with me” as she ripped out my last fantasy.
Good day yall
Morning
Mourning
Some fear the wolf at the door. I welcome the monsters that loom. Bring them into my soul. Allow them into my room. Keep thine friends close but your enemies closer. But this is where the confusion begins. For I am the son of the monster. And I was raised in the sin. So the friend that I allow into my bed. Had a tail with a spire. And a horn on his head.
Helooo. Anyone's up in here?? 👀
Kinda
Complacent in completion of the relative endeavors Convoluted social distortion Conviction a memory that will last forever Manipulative deceitful accusations four fingers pointed back at them Judgement yields the sacrifice Souls destination looking grim I sit across from satan at the last supper with a sh#t eatin grin We play poker in exchange for souls I smirk as I win Demonic entities as barter assets for he knows no moralistic compassion Emotionless with no concern for any given ...
Action Here I am in hell selling sins in a dime bag it’s my gig I thought if it first don’t me mad
🤔 do we ever critic ?
We can yes ma'am
👀
Btw how are you?
Interesting
That's kinda 🤣
I've been writing ever since I was a kid. I'll be 23 in less than a week
lol been writing bad poetry since middle school lol
You've got far superior handwriting than mine in these days
It's what happens when we're left to our devices
Ah it’s from taking a lot of notes in college lol
I used to have some handwritten poetry from when I was in juvenile detention and afterwards
They're all in my cell
I find it easier, plus I can trace my corrections
>>> Btw how are you? Very late response sorry but im hanging in there how have you been?
Decent, I’m in the middle of moving closer to work.
Closer is good but moving is no fun
It’s 200 miles to Yuma, And another 150 to home. I’ve got 2 Big Macs, a friend at my back, Yet I’m always driving alone.
Awww🥺
I went along with the play a puppet on strings with nothing to say. my mind loud echoing saddened thought ripping from my memories of what I was but not the strings swirl wrapping around my throat trying to sing a silent cry full note slowly pulling me further into the dark slowly sinking into a stone cold heart
The Show Must Go On for all the billions to see the only thing real is who I used to be my words I want to speak to slowly fall on back I am the puppet and the master silence is my Pact