NESS
Mood:  happy
Clown and Baby

When?
Topic: Poetry
I sit at home and i sit in air,
But when you look im never there.
Your mind starts to clutter,
your heart beats.
I still here it.
And when i come back for revenge,
i grab an axe,
cut off your heads.
And i stare down At you,
as your B1ood sheds.
I pitty you,
not helping me.
But i live forever,
With my body free.
All your words were mindless to your escape,
now your trapped with others.

Come in:
Only for those dungeon kings,No longer do their church bells ring.Sounds of creatures in the tunnel halls,Welcome to our Dungeon Walls....