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Lost and depraved
written by Genocide Reaper09:25 PM 2/11/05| Lost and depraved, forgotten, then erased. Placed upon a shelf, maybe one day, the ice around the soul fault will melt. Feeling nothing more than a rage that can only be measured by demons and deity's following a chaotic set of relics. Left to bleed darkness from my gaze, never blind to the ignorance that is in my face. For it travels fast and free, like a rock which was dropped from the highest tree. And I hear the voice speak. Besieged by irrelevant rulings of fools. Yet like a sturdy castle I stand against their meaningless rules. What such a way is the right? When asked you should only respond with the answer you feel the need to give. For it is none of their concern how you write or live. Judge not lest thee be judged that is how it should be, and so it shall, so it must. May it be the only way for a fight to end in a manor that is just, then let it commence, let it out, fight off the army of arrogance, attack them, laugh as they scream and shout. Give nothing as an advantage, for soon they shall foolishly fall to their own haste. |
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