in

those dark thoughts
domm.
them all.

company mans weak minds. red
blackend smiles.

smoke down far below
in the blood soaked
ground.
this evil thats always
there .
here. mix
among kind hearted
folk kind .
instead
of being
me.
one can never tell
for friend or foa.
..trust your inner voice
because.
.a date with death.
one must allways
remember
you reap what you have
sewn.
.
©p.wolf