Fighting

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Fighting

Some love it cause of the hurt and pain that they spread
Me I feed off of pain, agony, and depression of others
Im a demon of the night for I drink the blood of the living
I am cursed for eternity to wander this “paradice” called life
It is in all reality hell on earth
So please trll me one thing
Am I an avenger? Or am I just to be a saint that is demonic?
Well I don’t know so will some one help me?

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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

Razor’s Poems (7)

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