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The Sky Is Bleeding
How sweet this heavy dream is, that continues to haunt me.
Shrouded in mystery and smoke this home is more home than
"home" ever was.
With such beauty in tragedy...
With such sadness in clarity...
the truth lies in its irony...
welcome to a madmans reality...
The only place I can truly let go and sink down in the streets of this empty city underneath a crimson sky. The silence is deafening.
"The Rogue Outcast"
My first submission on this site (pls be gentle :P). All tips and criticism is apreciated. |
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