"Searing Flesh hardly saves The time you could have bent Such as the blade I lent the Mother of the crimson steaks Ingrained within your Skin Hanging, knotted ropes Can’t undo the countenance Of wide-eyed anticipation Or dissatisfaction with your Cumbersome, bodily Being When the Father looked To reply to curdling screams Of rusted, dulled iron, sinking Deep into your Body, spreading The disease of desperation" "The Disease of Desperation" by Lawrence J. Lacorne ____ Hi! I'm Eros. I love the gritty. The dark -- the terrifying. The intellectually challenging. The type of story that makes you want to put it down, out of sheer desperation -- but the engagement thus proves too vast, and you continue reading despite yourself. I love beautifully nuanced and complex characters. I love intricately woven plots. I am self-proclaimed as the Mary Shelley of roleplay. /hj

<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">"Searing Flesh hardly saves<br>The time you could have bent<br>Such as the blade I lent the <br>Mother of the crimson steaks<br>Ingrained within your Skin<br><br>Hanging, knotted ropes<br>Can’t undo the countenance<br>Of wide-eyed anticipation<br>Or dissatisfaction with your<br>Cumbersome, bodily Being<br><br>When the Father looked<br>To reply to curdling screams<br>Of rusted, dulled iron, sinking<br>Deep into your Body, spreading<br>The disease of desperation"<br><br>"The Disease of Desperation" by Lawrence J. Lacorne<br><br>____<br><br>Hi! I'm Eros. <br><br>I love the gritty. The dark -- the terrifying. The intellectually challenging. The type of story that makes you want to put it down, out of sheer desperation -- but the engagement thus proves too vast, and you continue reading despite yourself.<br><br>I love beautifully nuanced and complex characters. I love intricately woven plots. <br><br>I am self-proclaimed as the Mary Shelley of roleplay. /hj<br></div>