masksDarkness fills me. Washing away the light in which I'm supposed to be standing.masks
This game grows tiring. The masks bother me more and more... A constant battle, my soul at war.
Cracked armor
stained with innocent blood, whispers to me... "Give in"
I laugh. Conceding to no one but myself. Master of my slaves. Puppet to reality.
The ChaseI chase the dragons master because she is beautiful.The Chase
He doesnt deserve her, I do
My morals chase me because I am bound.
They have not caught me yet...
My first entry
