Date: May 6th, 2007 9:02:47 am - Subscribe
Good day, all.
The light is shining on my head and everything is illumniated....
Good day, none.
My skin is cold; my tongue is dry.
Pitch black things behind my eyelids; they have no name.
Date: Apr 25th, 2007 6:43:59 pm - Subscribe
Behind the masks, there are people. Behind the people, there are souls. Behind the souls, there is chaos. And...?
Death. Sorrow. Despair.
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