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May 01, 2013 15:42

It seems as if madness is our only connection. Not person. People. It's the push and pull. So many strings and fibers attached to one another. All heroes and villains in tragedy, comedy, and romance. We are parts with an ever changing plot. We want to scream and shout our innocence. Deny our abominations. So that we can walk with our heads held high. So people greet us friendly. The worst person and the best person are the same. It's just what you can uncover. I am a monster with good morals. With derision and adulation.
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