The Defiler
To kill, steal and destroy
To seek out the most beautiful and important of things
To crush them under foot with much resentment
To grit teeth and never bite back the words of hatred
He used to care
He used to be a fantastic creature
Now only a shell of what he once was
He used to love unconditionally
The love beaten from him by the sights seen
Blinded by such atrocities
Held in his mire until everything is put asunder
Asunder from his right hand
Only from jaws and knuckles will anything become what it should be!
a biography of ones self to say the least