

Blurred DecayThere is a blurred line between insanity that has become clear Uncertain of the outcome, yet certain of fear Twisted thoughts racing through your mind Like a creature of darkness sneaking from behind Blurred becomes the vision, the senses, the touch Try and grab onto sanity but the pressure is too much Collapse under the weight Forever forgotten This twisted mind, decaying and rotten.Blurred Decay
abandoned
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I need no organs, I run on pure will!
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98% of people have these silly "98% of..." signatures in their signature. If you're part of the 2% who is tired of seeing the same two numbers in every single one of these, copy this into your signature
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The sun is an abandoned child. once, when the world was dark his mother hung him in the sky with the thread from her womb. he runs, illuminating the world, looking for her.
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The sun is an abandoned child. once, when the world was dark his mother hung him in the sky with the thread from her womb. he runs, illuminating the world, looking for her.
Thank you for the favourite.
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Proud member of ~drawclub *ThePencilClub ~talentclub etc
Being treated at *Dark-Arts-Asylum
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