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| Expressing my fuckin emotions through these couple of paragraphs and words. |
| The night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak. The salvation for which you sacrifice yourself, flares once, then leaves, devoured by a velvet ebon of nothingness. All hope must not endure. Your soul thrives no more. How could you fail to believe? Shadows surround us, crying, save us from ourselves. They make us believe things unreal. Endulge our faith and soul, Making use feel things that aren't. Just to have another one of them made, once more. |
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| I cant take the ignorance of this prison, you call Earth. Others follow what others do. Others buy what others have. Others laugh at what others mock. They think they're so special, they think they're the best. But really, these sheep are nothing much but shit. You have to be something you're not, just to be "accepted". You pretend to be better. Advanced than the rest. Having more money, more people on your side. They're just there for your supply. Taking your time, your money, your mind. A flock of sheep, tramping over everything that's not them. |
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