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Random in English ClassMy ink-stained hands give birth, yet again, to blithering, nonsensical ramblings of a madwoman. Idiots, all of them, They underestimate me. Or maybe, I overestimate myself. My mind, caught in a constant manic state, never relaxes. I perceive clarity, only for a moment, before being whisked back into the blackness that is my mental state. What happened to the girl who once saw things in such clarity? Such pristine pictures of calm, even thinking. Beware the trials of age, heartbreak, utter disarry. Fraudelant friends cause calamity amongst flashing synapses of oncoming madness. Come! Come, oh harkened angel of understanding! Bless me with yourRandom in English Class


Dead DancersDead dancers making delicate steps Over the blood-flooded floors. Evil smells assault the nostrils; The macabre party stands oblivious. Quiet eyes looking on Trying to stifle killing screams. Watching the frightening soiree.Dead Dancers
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When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace.
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"He who fights with Monsters might take care lest he thereby become a Monster. And if you gaze for long into an Abyss, the Abyss gazes also into you."
"Black as is my need, bleeding as is my heart"
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