Dance with me in the rain so we can
forget our pain for today and
we’ll let the deluge pay our tribute
to the dark forces that compell us
to mark our broken selves in the
dark of night or maybe just in a dim
secluded room hiding from the light
so no one can see our doom impending
before us by our own hands covered
in sins of lust after dark desires and
fruits of hellfire forged in a furnace of
pain and fear of a world’s evil that
shan’t wain and descending into
an abyss free from pain forevermore
Wet
About Me
I write things, mostly about philosophy, psychology, and politics. I also make music and art.
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