No Mercy for the weak.
Oh the paradox
The time of turning
When one keeps to itself
and so does the other.
It builds, and it builds
until it boils up and festers
like an open wound with shit kicked on it
and when the infection settles in,
it becomes the sickening of the ages
Years go by and the silence grows
and you wonder...
How did this all come to be?
Oh woe is to you that doesn't get your...
If you're a pathetic weakling, feel the need to see your way out, that is the only warning I will give.
As for anyone else reading this...I pity you.
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Imagine being and not being at the same time.
What an odd feeling it is to never be seen or heard, to move in silence at all times. Seeing everyone's moves all at once right before...
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