Doomhuntress
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Registered: 08-10 |
This is a prose I made... two days ago? Yeah, I think it was two days ago. I'm quite proud of it, though crticism is welcome, because I think I might have stretched it too much than needed.
Death and decay
torments me
Barring my ways to act with reason
Corrupting my mind, devouring my soul
the only pure power that's left is my heart
The darkness is growing
I can feel it's black pulsing
yet my heart's still glowing of white
My mind says "F*CK YOU!"
my soul fragments my life
yet my heart glues those pieces together
My mind breaks the windows
my soul kills my people
yet my heart pulls out the "in" from sanity
My mind kills my ambitions
my soul kills my body
my heart kills the evil inside me
I might be insane
I might go to Hell
but my heart is stronger than the aforementioned two
Yes, I might fail in life
yes, I might go to hell
but I have something that Hell can't take from me
A pure, white heart
a vessel of holy light
an artifact of good
a weapon against insanity
With this in my body
I can live for the next day
stand against the darkness
and prosper my future
For a mind of corruption
A soul of Hell
Is nothing against the power
the holy light and
the pure bright white
of a holy heart
The Hell inside me might destroy my mind
and devour my soul
But the heart of holy power
shall remain intact
Thou the state of mind
and human soul
is nothing against
the heart
of holy power
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