Diary of Stuff (Volume I)
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the pain of life is too unbearable at times...
i follow without pride, cuz nothing stands between us here,
and i won't be denied
wipe away the tears, just close your eyes, dear...
don't read this, if you belong to the world... if you are
its slave... if the world is your master...
creation, is to us, all, as we are, to it...
eternal damnation...and salvation
I remember a book, about a thin frail human figure,
carrying a black obsidian sword, that drank souls and
imbued him with life... He was in search of eternal peace,
from the wicked and damned world that was his reality. Can
heaven only be, the stuff of dreams??