Mank, by Loneliness is condescending Subscribe to rss feed for Loneliness is condescending

Fear is my pleasure
My eyes will put to shame even the strongest of nightmares
With the kindest of words and absent of touch 
Your down fall will be insured
So stifling my skills even the darkness hides from me 
Far beyond evil 
Deaths forsakes my soul 
Pain flees my flesh 
My eyes have fallen on you
Posted: 2005-09-12 02:08:14 UTC

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2005-09-21 02:52:20ill haven
Wow. I can't describe this poem. Good job. Way to leave a critic speechless.

2006-05-13 00:03:34lost the lonely dead
*laughs*