Suzerain of Sheol
Desolation Denizen
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Merely a flicker of hollow euphoria before the grinding onset of oblivion. A dream of pale light snuffed by the crushing dark of the cosmos.
Cherish it, until it dies, and then embrace the void. 
Cold silence has a tendency
to atrophy any sense of compassion
between supposed lovers.
Between supposed brothers.
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Posted 05-18-2017, 04:04 AM
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