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The love for the world.
The darkness of the man's mind.
Common destruction.

You see the blood dripping from the end, of a wound that has yet to mend.
As you stare at the dripping, you look down at the sound of ripping.
You see that you're caught on a fence, and you pull your leg free only to feel it mince.
As you stare at the dripping, you automatically know it was crippling.

His eyes, they scare me. They are cold and frozen, unable to connect, unable to care for any, but they are aflame. He hates getting close, for he is afraid to lose. He protects with all his might the ones he loves. He will never be human again for he lost his humanity when his eyes became cold. I love him, but I am afraid he will not come near so he will not lose me. Those eyes scare me, but I will always care for them.

I howl at the moon over my longing for you love, but it will not give you back. For you are as pretty as the stars and belong in the night sky where all can see.

It is always quiet this time of night.
Just before twilight when the demons come to play.
When the sun bows, the moon shall rise.
And the living shall become nothing more than a feast for the flies.

Love thy friends, love thy self, love thy pictures on a dusty shelf.
Remember them in old age, when reminiscing of better days.

Silver.
The moon is what it reminds me of.
The moon is cold and barren like the confines of my soul.
It shines only in the dark forests of a homeland long forgotten.

Secrets come undone
as old faces reappear.
A family tree lies in shambles,
as entire branches disappear.

Fear.
It happens when put in situations you cannot over come.
It leaves you feeling like a small child in the dark.
To see the purest darkness, to hear the howling wind, and to have the taste of bile line the inside of your mouth, this is fear.