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We are all connected, in the purest of essences.
The more you taunt it, the ethereal manifests.
Splintery, rotten to the core, remember the oa..
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Jesters in the courtyard,
Peasants in the rain.
Condemned in a prison of their own creation,
metaphysical experiences,broken vows,blood,pain.
Univ..
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I wrote this after being lovestruck, hoping for her to be mine. Our love, everlasting.
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This came to me while philosophizing about life and everything it entails.
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Wrote this for a gore contest.
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Living a depressed life, working in an economic depression. But realizing there is a candle, in every moment of darkness
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