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THE SILENCE THAT CONFOUNDS YOU BUILDS THE WRECKAGE OF YOURSELF. THAT SIMPLE SILENCE FEEDS ON LONELINESS AND CREATES A VOID. SHADOWS, GRAY AND BLACK HAUNT AND TORMENT AND TORTURE. ANOTHER TEENAGER IS STRICKEN AND DESTROYED. THE SOUND OF LAUGHTER AND LONG FORGOTTEN HAPPINESS IS NO LONGER FOUND HERE. THAT LITTLE HELPLESS SOUL THREW IN THE TOWEL TONIGHT. SOMBER, MELANCHOLY EMOTIONS DECAY IT'S HELPLESS SOUL. THAT HELPLESS SOUL, FUTILE TO DREAM AND HOPE AND PRAY. THIS HOME, BUILT BY EMPTINESS. IN THE LONELY SOUL, THE CHILD, ONCE FULL OF INNONNECE AND NAIVETY TO THE WORLD IS NOW WHERE HOLLWS HAVE BRED. A DEEPENING SEA OF NOWHERENESS CONSUMES ENTIRELY. EATING AWAY AT EVERY CONNECTING THREAD. DESTINED TO WALK THROUGH THIS LIFE LESS ORDINARY, ALONE, EXILED, DIFFERENT AND DISDAINED.
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