Monday, August 16, 2010

A Child Named Fear

A child standing before a puddle of blood,
splashing and playing in it.

Dancing innocently under a scarlet rain,
she laughs in pure joy and delight.

And thus was born a sadist inside of her.
She would bring hell on earth.

Bathing in your pain,
your agony is her game,
playing until you've gone insane.

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