Fatal Existence

Come take thy hand and lets walk this blackened path to our fatal existence. The path that leads our lives inside death from this. This life we live on a pain lifted head. Lifting what little energy we have to only fall in love and then fall over dead. Dreaming reality and reality is dreaming. For what it is its tired of it only seeming insted of its being. So we take this blackened path and come to our destined presence. Where life is held constant as sins are wished for as for life itself. Its only our fatal existence.

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