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Empire

Contributed by trackiller2006 on Thursday, 23rd November 2006 @ 09:35:20 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

I have built my empire from the ground up.
On the broken backs of those who said I could not do it.
On top of the corpses of the people who spat on me and said I would never amount to anything.
I stared at them with unimaginable hatred, unapologetic apathy, as I started my journey through the desolate, barren wasteland that is my mind.
You see, mine is not a journey to a far off location, but a journey through time.
Back to a time when my health began to fail me, to when my body turned against me.
Now fast-forward eight very long, excruciating years to when my strength returns, to the eve of my sixteenth year on this earth.
Unlike some, I didn't receive a car on my sixteenth birthday, I received health.
And a spark that started a fire.
Now, almost six years later to the day, to the present, that little flame has become a roiling, raging inferno of hate.
From that tiny spark my empire began to grow.
And from the inferno that now boils through my veins, my empire will evolve.
My Empire of Sin, the world I have built for myself.
And as I sit high atop my own Tower of Babel, I look out upon a land that has grown vulgar and disenchanted.
Upon a land whose inhabitants would give up their own souls for the simple pleasures in life.
A needle in a vein.
The smoke in the lungs.
A noose around the neck.
All of the sin the world embues upon me, I grow stronger.
I thrive on the turmoils of mankind.
I enjoy whole-heartedly when lives go awry and hearts crumble into dust.
My Empire of Sin will rule over the lands as I laugh at the futile attempts of mankind to get ahead in their pitiful lives.
I am Sin Incarnate.
The Devil...in the flesh.

Copyright © trackiller2006 ... [ 2006-11-23 09:35:20]
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Re: Empire (User Rating: 1 )
by tin on Thursday, 23rd November 2006 @ 08:22:02 PM AEST
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Fantastic! purity is a beautifull thing, no matter if it's pure love, pure hate, pure good, or pure evil.

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