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Om Scar on God's Journal
Unleashed An EnemyShedding blood was their way of life,stealing souls is what they do best. Their unhallowed acts of crime will go unpunished,and the numbers of the dead will increase,so rapidly, God will just sit idly by. They are so repulsive,humans cannot look into their faces. They wish everyone ill,during the night so they can steal souls. The wind brings the chill,but these demons bring the cold. No ForgivenessDishonorable acts, treat them like animals, send them to Hell, no forgiveness, no escape. Technology keeps them down, breaking their backs, and to die with nothing to show. We play pretend, and go off to work, simple minded society, for a simple minded you. Watch as they slam the door, but not on organizations, just on the poor. During The Times Of Darkness( Published in the "Horizons" in 2000 )She seemed strangely pleased, the knife dripping with blood, and the warmth still coming from the body. She was dressed in dark clothes, and fear was taking its time to reach her. It was simply a matter of running a knife through her victim, draining the life that was given to him, revenge, sweet revenge taken into the darkness. Suddenly her breath caught in her throat made her stagger, she realized what she had done, fear found its place in her heart. "What have I done?" she whispered.