| | | | I am a how do some say a weird type of guy who loves the darkness and love of blood not but the dark part is true so yeah + i have a few screws and bolts gone so all thats left is nuts so yeah i kind of nuts with some good ideas | | | | I am a dark poet | | | Alone by dark
Moon arise
Thirst awakes
Blood flows
Smell of something sweet
Is in the air
Yet i feel cold and alone i am
Nothing to anyone
Forget me is best
The blood moon is high in the sky | | |
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