Grim dreams

by ace   Jan 27, 2009


I fight like I never fought before
I fight till I see their blood and gore
I stab till I reach their inner core
As if I tormenting a savage boar
I love the sighting of blood, lying everywhere on the dry mud
The crucial feeling of desiring something so bad
Let me just add
about those sleepless nights,watch out
I am mad I may just give you frights!!

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