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When the Quiet Screams at night... and my whispers are awakened when the noise of pain is amplified and my spirit... is forsaken I fall into a sacrament of pure malevolence catching all these demons upon grounded reverence the cries of tumult have come alive my senses all diffused The wells of all my tears have dried, apathetic and abused Psi is on the brink Before omega comes Leaving at the beta alpha skipped its drum Im one beat behind my heart hoping for a donor Always last to start... the end is even slower...
Posted on: Sun, 02 Feb 2014 07:01:27 +0000

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