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I am Dennis. There is nothing else you would ever want to know about me. Thanks for reading.
From my friends Crimson Dead
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Cigarette.
Give me a ruse. Give me a need.
Such trifling desires are reserved for the weak. I’ll be weak for you. I’ll sell my soul to feel you in me.
You’re an enigma.
Your Venomous leaves, your putrid embrace, your beacon ignites, glowing like fire. Revitalizing.
Rivet me in your bluish gray mist. You bring order to chaos. You spring hope in devastated hearts.
Sweet soldier of death you! Never leave me.
Your tests I will stand. Your torture I can’t resist.
My best friend.
My worst enemy.
Innocence in disguise.
Humble and kind.
Unrelenting misery cloaked in ecstasy. Lay upon me, euphoria I so crave for. You will be the death of me.
And in my death you shall become eternal.
The instrument of self destruction. You scream in silent agony. Your horrid melodies pamper my senses. You’ve gripped me so. I’m addicted to your madness, this hunger you chain me to.
A slave to you, forever. Release me never.
Yours truly.
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