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• Attila Hallow

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• national honor association,mastered the torture degree,self mutilation degree,...
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• 1997
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• To be in the army to prepare and conquer this wretched planet with my Lord Lucifer
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• play video games,watch anime,study, torture my sister,have a psychotic episodeand mutilate myself when im in the mood for it ,which is quite often.
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• wont say what I can do, my enemies will use it against me.




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myOtaku.com: Lord Sesshomaru f


Wednesday, July 12, 2006

CRIMSON TEARS FROM DEEP SCARS
FOR HOW LONG MUST THIS SUFFERING ENDURE? WHY IS THIS FEELING TORMENTING MY SOUL? HOW COME TIS TEARS ARE NEVER SEEN?
WHY IS A TRACE OF JOY SO PAINFUL?WHY CAN'T I REMEBER LOVE,HAPPPINES OR PEACE?
"TIME HEALS EVERYTHING", THEY SAY, BUT IT HASN'T HEALED THESE SCARS OF MINE. THEY ARE TOO DEEP TO HEAL. THESE SCARS HAVE CREATED MY IDENTITY. I HAVE ADOPTED THEM AND LIVED ON THEM.
SOME SAY I'M CRAZY, SOME SAY I'M WEIRD, OTHERS SAY I'M SCARY. BUT THE FEW THAT KNOW ME HAVE THE KNWOLEDGE OF WHAT I TRULY AM.
THE TEARS DROP UNNOTICED WHILE THE SCARS RUN DEEPER WITHIN MY SOUL.MEMORIES ARE LIKE POISON, THEY ONLY BRING MORE PAIN AND SORROW.THESSE SCARS HAVE MADE MY HEART COLD AS STEEL.WITHOUT EMOTION,WITHOUT LIFE.THE POISON RUNS THROUGH MY VEINS AND KILLS WHAT LITTLE HUMANITY IS LEFT IN ME.
I HAVE WARMTH IN MY FLESH, YET IM NOT ALIVE. I HAVE A HEART, BUT ITS DEAD.
THIS HEART OF MINE IS TOO SMALL TO HAVE ANY CREVICES, IT HAS SPACE FOR NOTHING.
I DON'T FEEL, I DON'T NEED AND I DON'T GIVE ANY EMOTIONS. I AM DEAD.
I'M COMPLETELY CLULESS OF WHAT LIFE MEANS.THIS IS NO LIFE. BEING A GHOST AMONG HUMANITY IS NOT LIVING.IT IS ONLY MERE EXISTANCE.
SOMEONE, PLEASE RELEASE OF THIS MEANINGLESS EXISTANCE.I HAVE NO PURPOSE, LET ME GO INTO OBLIVION.
PLEASE, RELEASE THIS BODY OF THE PAIN,AGONY,SORROW AND ANGST. LET ME DIE, SO I CAN FINALLY BE AT PEACE.IT IS THE ONLY WAY TO RELEASE THIS BODY OF ITS DEAD SOUL.
HOW MANY TIME HAVE I TRIED TO RELEASE MYSELF OF THIS BODY?EVERYTIME THEY BRING ME BACK TO MAKE THINGS EVEN WORSE.
EVERY SINGLE SCAR IN MY FLESH REMIND ME EVERYDAY OF WHY I MUST DIE.
RIVERS OF BLOOD RUN TIME AFTER TIME, UNTIL THE TEARS TURNED INTO BLOOD. THE BLOOD THAT WILL RELEASE ME AT LAST.
IT SEEMS THAT I WILL PASS INTO HELL DROWNED IN A RIVER OF CRIMSON WATERS.
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