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Smoked filled halls and lost for words. The pain is too real. It's part of my curse. The darkness is never ending. I cannot not breathe. What would it take to get out of the abyss of my dreams. My nightmares haunt me night and day. I feel like the shadows are stalking me. The chains bound me forever to the ideas I think. My mind is my worst enemy. It likes to play games. It is a beast that has a unspoken name. I fight it every day through the fire and the flames. Fighting on day by day. I get close but the result is the same. Hence the reason I cannot change. Hence the reason it remains the same. I fall deeper and deeper into the hole of my self consious. Wondering if there is a ground for me to land or will I continue to fall deeper into the thoughts of my head. I never shed a tear because that would show I am weak but it knows I am incomplete. So it tears at me 24/7 trying to break me. It wants me to fall so I will lose my grace. You see I am salvation incarnate. A walking form of chaos. I am the Silent Assassin. My thoughts will be but a blur. My mind is actually my gift and I am it's curse. Just when you think it has me beat I regain the upper hand. For I am my worse enemy. The All Around Master Plan. As It Is Written As So It Shall Come To Pass: Quote The MEMesis Nevermore
