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Another Form Of Servitude
CR (May 19,1992 / Kodiak alaska)

Another Form Of Servitude

I'm not whole when you're gone. I'm not happy when you're away. Without you I'm not the person I was meant to be. I'm lost, I'm lonely, and I'm broken. God has forsaken me, left me hollow, left me cold. The devil's cast me out of his burning embrace leaving me begging and crying for affection. I'm living surrounded by darkness. I'm damned to lose everyone i care about. Condemed to live with a black heart and a frozen soul, I'm the servant of pain. I revel in my body's torture. For years and years I bleed and slowly die, but I continue to live forever in a painful, demonic servitude.

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