I don't believe in hell...i've been burning in the flames of my sorrow for so long...this is not hell...this is life

Rip myself to pieces
Just for you
For every little thing you put me through
Rip myself to pieces
Torn in two
Look what you made this broken angel do

Laughter echos forever in the black hole of my heart.

The ground is stained with blood from the wars, the fights, and the massacures; of our past.

Death...........is only a state of mind

.:.One cut for yesterday.:.One cut for today.:.One cut for whatever else.:.To make the hurt go away.:.

The Beast that dwells within, is carved of stone and sin.

There is no such thing as innocence. Only degrees of guilt.

S l o w l y

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XXA
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towards the

DEPTHS of

-_- -.-HELL-.- -_-

@..."Her story has eight legs to it,
And plenty of odd spins.
The black widow they call her.
Queen of a thousand sins."

A quote from my poem Black Widow..check it out if you'd like:)...@