Amidst Fear.

The insanity of the mind is so clear now, humanity is on the brink.

As she raises her cup with self intent, she is not met with contempt, but with deep malice.

A painting portrays a beautiful woman, but beauty may be the only truth behind the face.

Dark past inflicts a painful design on the future, no true love can exist with this dark emotion.

It’s a dangerous game to play, though we all must act accordingly.

There is no hope for lost souls, a sad remorse I feel, I pray for thy.

Although time still remains, it can not wait any longer, for end is soon to follow.

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