See, you bitter wasteland of humanity! You have made it to where I cannot stop thinking!
I cannot stop writing these depressing words, because of what you have done to my heart.
Everything I write, you inspire...for that is the definition of defeat.
There is no other way for me to vent my frustrations so constructively...do you take pride in this fact?!
You apathetic, paltry excuse for friendship! You villain...you mongrel to think that you are better than a worm!
See what you have done to my mind! You have made it hear unclean voices in the nighttime air...hidden shadows become clear as I devote my soul to the Darkness Elite.
My "subtle" words of this piece are not enough to show you how much I loathe and despise you...can you see me now? Or can your pathetic eyes take me in so befittingly?
I want to ram you up against the wall so hard yet so slowly that I hear you sternum pop...and then here you scream in horror as the bones slowly make your heart implode upon itself...
...But, I suppose there is a plus to the cursed being that you are...the caste that you have made yourself out to be...
Without you I could not write. Now others can know the disgusting little wench that you really are, and I will put you to utter shame...just to spite all that you have done to ruin me...oh, what pleasure this shall be!
Touch anything of mine and you shall die an unfathomable death...
Speak a word or muffled noise to me...and you shall quiver in fear from my Aura of Darkness...
Joined now as One, I can deplete you as my own resource any way I please...it only needs a quick word of pleading to the shadows and they will move to my beckon call...
You should run away while you are still living without my pain....Run all you want...I will still catch up to you.
