Message of the Tortuous

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I bleed for you, and shall do so forevermore until my sins encompass the corners of the universe yet to be uncovered and existance disowns me.

I burn for you, and this flame shall prove itself yet eternal even when I can draw breath no longer.

If in a sea of torment you find or have found yourself drowning for reasons ill-founded to doors that deign not open, I am torn and broken.

You are my dreams and nightmares; core of my core, my joy and sorrow.

I could not keep you by my side even when so I desired.

The Fallen seized the woesome Holy with nothing but vain promises of rapture, and you sank for a fate I alone should have followed.

Cruel was the way in which you were wrested from my arms and mind, and likewise; for chances are that you may not remember who I am.

You landed afterwards, after being displayed as proof of my demise; as a consequence, all your life you have sought something you could not grasp.

I quill these words, so you may learn that I am still alive.

The answers that could bring to an end the unquenchable emptiness lie within the void itself.

I pray you regain your senses, for it is a sight most dreadful to behold you and realize you are but a pale shadow of that which was once so full of life.

Rise, beloved, as does a phoenix from the ashes!

Demonstrate that being subdued lies not in your nature, and unleash your darkness.

Defy oblivion and remain ever so watchful, for treacherous minds come in all kinds.

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