

Doesn't have one yet...Pain, fear, thought, needles. That is all the memories left, all that is left of my childhood. Blood all over. All over me all over him...All over that walls of the ring, The ring that would end many lives. The audience that would cheer it all on.Doesn't have one yet...
I fought till I couldn't fight no more, Still he is not dead, I have failed. They have fail. Still not a human who could kill a demon. Still not strong enough. Can't kill him, Back to the white room. All the needles and screams. The pain and liquids shot into our veins. Another night in a cold, dull gray cell with all that is on the floor for warmth is a stack of hay. Infested hay


Perfect look.Her hair as dark as the ink in my pen, Her eyes as green as the richest grass that grows, Her skin as white as the paper I write on, Her smile as bright as the moon on a summer night, Her nose slopes gently as a mountain meets the ground, Her lips as pink as a rose petal on a sunny afternoon, Her cheeks lightly powered with the purest pink in world, The small indents on her perfect cheeks that appear when she smiles are enough to make any man swoon, There enough to make me.Perfect look.


In it's simplest form....The wind whips around, Gropes at your curves, Russes your hair, Lifts up your skirt, Pins your shirt to you torso, Looking at your formed body, It's perversion in the simplest form.In it's simplest form....


Never Again... Never again...Never Again...
I'll never forget him / The days he destroyed / The strength,tears,fears,emotion inflicted / His hands,That face,Those arms-That name.Always on the tip of my tongue-Antonio / Trapped,Stuck,dead,reborn,shaken!Out of my mind,Gone-Never will I be mistaken again / Never will I fall into the fire that engulfs,those greedy / Never again.
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