Artificial creations creep into my mind
Self created demons that I need to leave behind
A victim of the perverse manipulation of love
Made to destroy truth I have had enough
Clouds over my judgement and distorted realities
Kept me from my power and locked me to my frailties
Now I have the strength to conquer your hold
Fuck you I say, I have broken the mould
My mind back, my spirit restored
Your hold over me shattered and destroyed
I no longer fear your manipulation
For now you face annihilation
Your creations I shall eradicate
Purge my being from your endless hate
It was I who chose my fate
Now for you it’s too late
About the Creator
Aiden von Ulf
In the misty mountains, in the valley underneath the great waterfall down in the southern edge of the world roams Aiden von Ulf. A solitary vagabond he crafts stories of magic and wonder inspired by society and the events of the world.
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Aiden and his wife, are scam artists, liars and thieves who have stolen $1300 from me. Shameful, disgraceful people.