Fallen Star
Cries and screams of the unwanted and unloved shatter my dream of tranquility before it begins; The smell of fear and dread linger in the air... breathe through your mouth for second wind. Sexual desires that are uncommon await, as the leech in murky waters: latch and cling; Fetishes for violence and the macarbe lurk here For souls of men and women that are clean I scan my surroundings, seeking to remember how the darkness entered into me so complete Ah yes: T'was my eyes, ears, and mouth that... Sign in to see full entry.