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this is a chronicle of my poetry composed tonight chronicled by Kurumie_rie

I Know not of you but what you wright
All I know is Your insight
But if you are half as dark as me
a poem for you this may be

The blood of men flows on the ground
all is calm there is no sound
In my ears my heart doth pound
And I hope we will not be found

The life that flows inside of me
its pain on me you doth see
You like my poems for in your mind
yourself in my poems you doth find
he made that one for me

2)
My darkness is my one sanity
for I have forfiet vanity
look apon and you shall see
I am the destroyer, yes I am he

3) (exerpts)
Your hopes, your dreams and your desires
shall all burn on hells great fires
you may think your self devine
but for this your soul's the fine.

As your race falls to dust
listen to me you must
as glass doth break
and metal rust
and as man falls to lust
I am not your one desire
when you wish for rain
I bringeth fire

As I stand atop a falling spire
all your work I doth admire
when all is said and done
let it be known I was the one

the darkness comes to take you all
to this I shall never fall
apon me this has no effect
for this my soul did erect
from the darkness your soul doth flee
unfortunely for you it did find me

You are dead
the fires of hell you need not dread
for as it is your no worse can you be
for you are in dept to me

Your soul my bread your blood my wine
all that is yours shall soon be mine
apon your soul I shall feast
tis my role I am the beast
Yes it is as you dread
you are worse than dead

4)
my immortality
is but a curse to me
as nations fall
and family die
I can do not but watch the sky

Insanity comes to my relief
and I wish it not be brief
I have lost all feelings now
but still I wonder how

Rivers run red
as they are filled with the dead
but all of this I do not fear
Instead I just sit here

As I wait my hunger grows
It begins to hurt like a hundred blows
I try to hide my need for blood
But then my mind It does flood

Why can I not Just Die
But only sit here asking the sky
They say that god is the begining and the end
yet my death he will not rend

I fear not death but what lies beond
I fear not my darkness but what lies within
Of your capacity for death I am fond
By that my sorrow does begin

As I ponder my final fate
sitting here as I wait
I wright these to pas the time
And to show the great devine.

5)
as I sit here alone
all my thoughts are monotone
suicide is for the weak
but can end a painful streak

As I ponder my darkness here
I wonder why I have no fear
my blood may flow through my vains
but I feel not lifes great pains.

6)
what you do comes back ten fold
to me this line doth groweth old
through your veins your blood doth pound
as you fall too the floor without a sound

7)
The wake of death hinders thee
but tis not a fear for me
for as I age I know the truth
I can not die in sueth

8 )
I hid apon the mountains dark
Higher up than flyeth the lark
My madness drove me to this end
And the killing It did Rend

I shiver here with bloody hands
and try to dry them in the sands
The death I brought was unintended
But I can not undo what I hath rended

My blood soaked cloak I doth shed
As I fall upon my bed
Many did I kill today
but that is just my way