We are all monsters, demons who have fallen from grace. Our faces drag amongst the soil as we inhale the bitterness of this world. There is no end to our sorrow as the gnashing of teeth plays on. We are the fear that fills your veins, we are the darkness, we are inescapable.
Every family has its secrets, darkness that remains buried deep within the family tree. It feeds off of your fears, temptations and those silent thoughts that plague your mind. Nothing of life grows from it, for its only footprint is destruction and decay. It echoes through time until someone somewhere decides to take a stand.
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