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Playing your emotions,
like the strings of a violin.
You be drowning
In that dark empty void,
that is my soul.
The abyss within,
an evergoing hunger,
for more.
More blood, more death.
God has given me a visa,
to visit my shadow self.
A darker plain, yet full of light,
God’s voice speaks peace over the plains,
And suddenly,
other people appear.
Innervision.
I wander this strange world,
with a deep sense of wonder.
I’m weak, I’m a monster.
My Father in heaven leads me,
out of this valley,
teaching me how to relate.
To embrace the evil within,
so I can emerge victorious.
Emerge a man yet a beloved child.
Never stop playing. Please dont die, I love you.