haha.

now now, see how it flies.
like that baseball on a homerun,
at such a speed, does it know where its heading,
or rather... why its flying?

as it somehow returns,
it lifts the burden somehow.
how long will it stay,
or its just here, or the sake of it?

haha.

the deep dark side.

there's no combination of words that i could ever say
but well, heck does it matter.
falling into that pit where that corpse stay lay,
but how deep will he fall; the last he knew was 6 feets.

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stepping on that dirt, the blade draws near.
face it once more, he must.
he ponders, how many battles shall ensue,
as the clashs of the blades reached a crescendo.

as his face falls on that concrete,
it was then he realized.
the demon he was fighting all along,
was a mere manifestation of his shadow.