| A look into emptyness | ||||||||
| The mind, a torrid place filled with lost memories and anquish. Little comfort comes to those who have no hope. Within these pages, you will delve into the mind of the one they call Kane. It is only though this mans writing that his true feelings are expressed. These works will give you an insight into his past present and future on this earth. |
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| The Long Journey World for me Untitled Untitled Burdon we bare No one cares Forces that be Who am I? Nothing Everything's gone Not enough Dark days Time Untitled Untitled Blade of hate Untitled |
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