Alas, I see your gentle eyes beholded by emptiness and sorrow. Dear child I plead you to hell, as heaven is beyond your grasp. Call to me as you must, but expect nothing in return. The devil is your brother and friend, and you shalt obey his command of death with a strait bow and a smile.
They say an artist's hand is the gift that everyone envies, but an artist's mind is the insanity that everyone fears. I stand by that saying a million percent.
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