"Wicked clouds over my head.
They are greedy as the pressure of time.
A life-potion has spilt, all is dead.
Like a light of the immense eternity...."A Lullaby Untold
"Oh - unexpected - extreme - blaze
Blinded my heart to black
Illusions of primary reluctance
Disappeared in flowers you sowed..."A More Than Fiendish Malevolence
"If tomorrow I die, today I would unburden my soul.
I grew day by day, more moody, more irritable.
More regardless of the feelings of others.
But I soon found a dislike to everyone arising within me...."|
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