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Wednesday, April 27, 2005


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1000 years later

We wont be here, only our essence
Our dust will scrounge on the floor like peasents..
The world will have had long enough to destroy itself.
The silence will begin....begin to speak.
Fallen buildings, Fallen dreams
Fallen Angels, Fallen Demons, Fallen wings..
Tears will have no meaning, yet suffering will still exist.
Crys of the soul can still be heard, as if they were here, speaking every little word..
It never ends, it only begins
From the eyes, to the mind, to the heart.

I will never give in....so why dont you....?

Youll Pay...
Beg for it, beg for mercy!Your mercy shall beg for me!
Im going to squash you like the repulsive maggot you are.
Your soul, is vermon.
When I think of you my stomach hurts. It is filled with anger,lust, and betrayal.
I hope you suffer....Oh god I hope you suffer so much..
I want you to bleed, I want your blood to bleed...
Your tears, to cry..
Your soul to break.
If vengence wont be mine, then peace will be mine. Take your pick...you have no choice...............anymore..

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