prince of darkness

 

dark as the night his skin matches his heart.  Screaming the foulness of everyone not minding his own fart forgotten how dirty he is by stealing from someone else. He lives to steal a heart of steel who can’t be trusted adept at creating heresays,  a feather fluttering, a soul’s dead weight.  Prince of darkness, to change his true colors to light, an impossible task. Maggots eating his soul as he breathes his last. A fox in a lamb’s skin. He won’t change and will never change can’t live without nothing. He would rather steal and tower over men than go hungry again.

 

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