January 28, 2010
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The acidy pang of hatred eats away at my heart, whilst the sands of my time are running dry. No one may understand me, in this world, in this realm. All who have tried, failed, their triumph died. In this world of chaotic evil, in the realm of life, corruption occurs more than we wish it. Spite creeps into the inner mind, gaining control of the innocence, mutating it into a creation of unknown evil, destruction, and horror. why this plagues my mind I do not know, but what I am fearful of what I may become... I fear for the worst...

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