My love.
It hurts those i've given it to.
It causes them such delicious pain and grief.
I hurt them, and delight in the pain i see.
My anger.
It deals even more pain.
It causes others to shy in fear.
As they should.
My happiness.
Is in the pain of those i love, those i hurt.
It seethes in them, and makes me smile.
My cruel, evil little smile.
My pain.
Is buried deep within my heart.
It is fed by their suffering, their pain.
It grows, enticing me to let it out.
My life.
Is ruled by how much pain, how much suffering,
I can cause those around me.
I hate, and love, them all.
And they, and I, will suffer and burn in hell for it.
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Just a few inner demons needing to be put down.
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Amazing!.
I'm kinda like that.
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this is interesting......i like it.
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hmmmmm, causing pain to bring forth joy and happiness with suffering. Sounds like a wolf on the hunt, as they at times causes pain to a mate, but mostly to those that harm the pack.
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Funny how the night makes you blind.
I really like this piece. One of your best.! This has so much pain, and emotion in it. A darker side of you, but nothing compared to what's behind your fortress of devils and demons. I really liked the flow of this too. Great job
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this is really not you hun but okay . this is really well done and bone chillin
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It is a bit dark for you. I honestly have difficulty believing you. However, this is one of your better-written works. The wording is both chilling and enticing. Well done!
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