Clawing
May 18th 2008 03:03
Clawing at the bars of the cage if only there were bars through which to see no there are none there are only walls dark walling me in so I claw........My claws are sharp titanium diamond tipped weilded by steel strong muscles so I claw at the walls they give beneath my pounding any minute any minute now I shall see the star light through the rips I make in my prison how long has this prison held me forever and ever the Damsel in Distress did not work no prince is as strong as the beast that I am and now the paradox for I have morphed and now the beast is here....Here.....Here.....Here and surely they must know the beast does not know friend from foe the beast only knows pain and so much pain within it that it must rend and tear and claw and its only release is to draw blood and scent it upon its paws Oh, once free from the prison then shall it rip to shreds all those around it who are merely there, innocent no such animal all, all are guilty as the priests teach that to think sin is to sin so then none are innocent all are only degrees of guilty like the red Santa find them all to be naughty and laugh laugh laugh at their attempts to get away......For its far too funny, to claw apart the ones who trust you OH DIDNT YOU KNOW! That its that much more fun for a Devil to rend the flesh of one who loves it and dont you know thats what Devils do they come to Earth to play we take on pretty shapes and we decieve and lie and then once your heart is in love that comes the time to draw blood blood in love is that much sweeter and the taste is thicker and more fragrant and the Devil now has its fun.......Hell is on earth for sure as we come here and the job is no different to what it is below, only that down there DOWN THERE it is the soul but up here oh UP HERE we have flesh and humanity and oh, my thanks to my dark Lord for letting me come up here to play he forced me into church where the claws of the Lords light pierced my skull and made me scream and I begged dark one if you love me why do you do this to me.....In maniacal laughter he replied to drive you insane my love, to make your claws grow longer and harder and sharper oh, every last piece of torture I see now as necessary and I thank him for it...May I have more now, my Devil and my Demon YES more power drink it like blood my rage has reared its beautiful head and I wear its bloody face in pride and I come through this horrific birth as the dark angel born to earth.......One must enjoy their duty, mustnt they? All have their place in the balance and now mine makes sense as the blood of those I love is on my paws and staining my claws.....
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