oh my god, children. Look at what Steve found!

insultmonger.com


For the good of mankind, I shall put this link here and on the links bar. Enjoy!

Emptiness

It's like that very first day
When the world ended,
And everything reached a period.

That feeling of utter
Nothingness.
Where love has ceased to live.

It's this plane of ugliness,
of tears and blood and wails.
The Banshee calls her sorrow.

She wails and moans and shrieks,
Clutching at her hideous breast.
Her lover watches in glee.

He laughs and points and jeers,
With his wicked heart.
The crickets cry with her pain.

And then everything burns,
In a huge ball of fire.
It burns and blisters and burns again.