Entry with a feeling.

~*This silence is more than a specter*~ Down with the masses and up with my pain Contorted, magnified, and burned away I'm more than you and I'm less than me So why do you blind me whenever I see? Ashes to ashes, dust to posion The pen runs of the blackest ink The heart is the deepest well I'm being twisted into nothing, and to nothing I'll tell Away with light, along comes the stain I've figured out a way to make you pay And to nothing for nothing, you'll never see Everyone is being put together, I'm just undone My inner demons call and away I sink I've got a million more stories to tell It's just a warning: I'm the worst kind of rebel Down with the ashes and dust to pain...
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