This bubbling pain I hold subsides... deeper than my heart...lower... it's in my guts! .... It runs through me, bends my will, holds me captive. I AM BOUND! My actions no longer my own, the beast within guides me towards the throne. I am to be its slave-king, chained to my seat and forced to serve what has been served to me...I grow weak... Do you hear it? The dark trumpet blows. 167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNiVG3H6e7C
Dignity is but a distant memory, forever stolen from my lips. I pay my toll in tears and bails of cheap paper. Wailing forever more...167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjPAAH7zakM
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