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Oct 17, 2004 23:02

Knuckles bleeding, Voices screaming...
These walls will not break down.
Locked away,
You can almost see the pain,
but the answers still remain
Cloaked in darkness.

Seeking truth within the lies,
The reaper is inside...
Slashing demons, wreaking havoc.

Torn asunder...
The silence echoes through your mind.
A shell of what you used to be,
You leave the past behind.

Once again, you find
That you are alone.
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