TheLastEclipse : Writing

What about the Condition of the Battleground?

What about the Condition of the Battleground?

A Poem by TheLastEclipse


Everyone only thinks of the warriors, not the ground on which they brawl.
The New Insanity Weeps

The New Insanity Weeps

A Poem by TheLastEclipse


Part Two to "The Game"
I'll See Marissa in Heaven and There's Nothing You Can Do About It

I'll See Marissa in Heaven and There's Nothing You..

A Poem by TheLastEclipse


Dave... He loved Marissa, but she loved me.
Buckets of Blood

Buckets of Blood

A Poem by TheLastEclipse


The supply of which one pours will eventually deplete.
Memories and the Sharpness

Memories and the Sharpness

A Poem by TheLastEclipse


Oh, You will forever live.
Tear the Dress

Tear the Dress

A Poem by TheLastEclipse


Continue this screaming, so that I can forever remain bleeding
The Game

The Game

A Poem by TheLastEclipse


This is the truth that insanity has revealed to me. So play the game with me.

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