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ive tried to contain it for a very long time but lately its becoming worse and worse........
to understand i must tell u a few things........when i was 13 i was visited by someone in my dreams.......his name was anthony or so he said....and told me my future or my fate.......i was to be a collector of sorts....but i wouldnt collect dragons or cars......i would collect the souls of the recently departed........he has shown me many things since then....things i should never have seen......ive walked the streets of alexandria and pulled the souls of the dead out of there bodies....i watched as the city burned to the ground.........ive been to the battle fields of the fudual era and watched as samurai's killed each other.....ive walked the fields of gettisburge and seen the faces of soldiers as they lay dying........ive walked through the trenches of germany and france... the soldiers laying there against the walls eyes never closing.......to see the dead and then look at your face without any emotion......nothing just blank...to hear the screams of the souls as there pulled from their bodies..........a blood curdiling scream like no other.
it doesnt matter if u dont believe me...to be honest its kinda hard for me to even believe it......but its true.........u may call me crazy and dilusional but it wouldnt change the fact that its happening...... im not sure what to do anymore and im afriad of losing my mind
- by Rogue Angelus |
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- | Submitted on 12/20/2008 |
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- Title: my past come to life
- Artist: Rogue Angelus
- Description: my past and my fate
- Date: 12/20/2008
- Tags: death
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- Summer Fallwinterspring - 01/09/2009
- What elegant use of stream of conciousness, although I suppose it needs to be a little more random to qualify.
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