Sketch No.1

Alluring ViceI'm attracted to the tragic And seduced by the sadistic, Made helpless by the heartless And captivated by the corrupt, So am I these, as well? Am I tragic, sadistic, Heartless and corrupt?Alluring Vice
It cannot be that opposites attract For I am the attracted, Incapable of attracting, And so I lay myself, crying, Upon a bed of memories, Trying painfully slowly, To take them stoically.
I have been failing, Falling, arms flailing, Frantic and frenzied, I lose control of myself From within, While silent without, Ripping apart


MirrorShes an angel in disguise With devil horns and evil eyes She tortured and killed me She backstabbed and betrayed me I've had enough of this Time to forfill my wish The knife strikes her deep I hear her screem The hate is gone the pain has left I clean up a blooded mess Turn away from the mirror… Away from her To a life of falce smiles and, Paper flowers in the sand.Mirror
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