Uploaded ~ (07/03/26)
You entered here, not knowing, nor fearing
Everything you believed, so raw, so revealing
Your soul, tethered to the puppeteer
All your hopes destroyed, all destruction made so real
Don't fret though, for you are safe
All emotions accepted within this space
Do you loathe, or do you desire
You'll taste rot, and burn with fire
Passion maybe, possibly love too
But in the end, only death will do
Note:
Wrote this to be a fun little introduction to a dark site or something.
I figured it would be a fun “first poem” to list in the Abyss section.
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