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Bleh Blah Bleh.
I'm bored...like, very. Happy random writing to you all. I wrote this little scribble in SRT one day when I was bored. There is nothing ever to do in there except read. [which I don't mind] but the least they could do would be to allow us all to talk to one another. *sigh* SRT is lame.


Trapped in this lifeless existance. Left to believe that your mind is your own. Who are we? What are we? Why are we?
Alone: the soul rips, mind falls, emotions drain, walking dead
Together: the souls rip, minds fall, emotions drain, walking dead
Puppets of mass distruction? Toys of the evil minded. Beat and rip the path to walk alone? Die in light, live in the dark. Who are you? Feet smacking pavement. Who am I? Feeding lies to innocence. Death comes to those who wait? I've waited long enough. Dive into empty water? Drown in the deciet. I'm redundant? No, no, no;
You think what I say
You hide while I act
You live while I decay
Yet I am the one who breathes the smoke of what the world has become. Lie down to my immortal. Bow down to what I have destroyed. Stand up for what you're not. Catch air in a net. Your mind belongs to me.