i didn't mind the whelp save for the name and mosquito was no good for i am far from a bug.. but wut the hell is a marplot.... ???
Scars from pain inflicted by rage..
Healing from love, which is lacking...
A furnace that forever fires for the pleasure of my doings..
when the mind goes blank.. and the body limp.. the candles go out and all is dark only to find upon waking that your different in mind and the ach in your body tells you that you did more then just sleep... the flash of light and nothing there.. the dreams more real then life.. and you find yourself questioning your being... this is life and it moves on with or without us....
cuts leave scars.. bats bruises... but to slice an emotion, is to leave an inpact with a victim eternally...... :)
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