Why do I walk the land of Mortals you ask?
For the shear fun of it.
To manipulate your pointless lives,
And to destroy all things you work for.
To make your existence pointless,
to make you believe in only death,
the only dependable thing.
I am the diamond among the weak dust,
Your words and actions never wearing me down.
The only thing keeping me in this realm,
Is the need to find purpose and companionship.
All those who shun me,
Shall feed upon the pain of the world.














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Remember kids: Germany voted in Adolf Hitler democratically... Now go look in the mirror
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Remember kids: Germany voted in Adolf Hitler democratically... Now go look in the mirror
My MySpace account:
[link]
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Can it be done?,
of course it can...
Anyway, it's good. I seldom find philosophical poems that aren't all naturely and what-not. So, anywho, props for that.
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Nothing is what it seems, no matter how much you want it to be.
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Kill me, hurt me, fuck me, rape me, you won't have me! ~ Children Of Bodom
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the cake is a lie...
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