Fuck gothic poetry.

INSOMNIUM a naked angel lies abandoned in the veil of dusk where lengthy shadows lurk like strangers all that something as large as the sun can really offer stripped of comfort and plucked from security encaged by foreign grey spaces unknown and unseen before it dawns on him that he is chosen to experience it alone. He has been denied everything But betrayal. He feels regret when he should only know anger. he doesn't understand why he must suffer and bear the punishment meant for mankind A one man's sacrifice to repent for all existance. His wings ripped off for something greater than he could ever hope to grasp he is truly, utterly, alone.
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