LSD
Crimson Soul
She needs me, but I need her.
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Post by LSD on Feb 4, 2016 22:34:32 GMT -5
Though my tears were never enough, if men are ever supposed to cry; I will make some puddles. A fountain for crows, a drink for the boar, a bath for the critters, that never make it clean. I'm a soulless man they say, Only here for the rewards Given to soulless men. She can try to cradle this wound and love it as her own. But the blood will drip until it scabs, a mark for the world to see. Pity the soulless men, For they have no soul.
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Post by twistedangel on Feb 17, 2016 5:45:54 GMT -5
I liked this except for the very last line IMO getting rid of it cos it's a obvious statement that not needed, would give the write a bit more impact
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