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Realisation part2He's looking up at me. I guess he was talking to me too. 'I'm sorry,' he looks back down, but I can tell the tears are flowing faster. I walk from the door frame that I was leaning on and over to Oli. I reach out for his chin and tilt it up to face me 'no, I'm sorry.' His skin is soft, and paler than mine. I've never noticed the exact shade before he's looking quite confused. It's not that cold in this back room.Realisation part2
I saw Oli lying on my floor and a flood of emotions flooded my brain. Anger, lust, fear, pain but most of all, confusion. I hurriedly shut the door again and leant on it, my head toward the ceiling. I had tried to work


Realization part1I'm awake... unfortunately. My illuminated clock on my cheap MDF bedside table is telling me that it's six in the morning. Is it Saturday? Yes... ugh, great, time to get up. I wonder if I topped up the water meter... should I have a bath or a shower? 'Ahhh shhi!' I knew I put that drawing pin somewhere. Great, now there'll be blood all over the damn carpet. The landlady won't be happy. She's a right stubborn cow anyway. She used to be real nice but now she hates me. No time to clean the blood up now... I'll do it later maybe... or not. What was spilt on it last time that I got so annoyed about? Oh, I remember: - day-old red wine. &Realization part1


The ShipThe metallic man awakes in the morning, Surfacing from the grey sea Pushing the wild surge of water He heaves himself toward the emerald island Seabirds soaring above him Sands shimmering from the blazing sun, they hate him His alien being is wild next to the untouched haven The surf wards him away, but he still persists onward. The blue roar of salt on merciless rocks makes its feelings clear They don't want him He doesn't listenThe Ship
And still persists onward.


Paranoid SchizophreniaIlluminated silver mirrors,Paranoid Schizophrenia
My jade eyes open in horror,
As the laughter rings in my ears;
Piercing, shrill, high.
The peace that once was, gone.
Swallowed up into the ivory blankness
Of their writing eyes,
Like lanterns,
Lighting the way to my death.
I steadily move on.
The laughter, the voices, the singing
Driving me on and on
Into the expanse of my insanity.
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You've got 1 foot in the past, the other in the future and you're pissin' on the present c:
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If the Dark is just absence of Light, surely there is no need to be afraid?
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Make me dream.
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If the Dark is just absence of Light, surely there is no need to be afraid?
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Make me dream.
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Avenmore's music is inspiration in screaming motion.
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If the Dark is just absence of Light, surely there is no need to be afraid?
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