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find a dark corner in the world and hide there for eternity , pray no-body looks for you as you hide from your own shadow. afirad of your own reflection.

for i man here, and i not afriad. not afirad of drama, or the screams you hear in your own head.

let us begin this dance of mercy, as we kill each other over an over again.

this world is eve, we not gods, we are at the down that shows the painting of made of distruction. and as the sun passes the sky we find you in your once darkened cornered with fake smiles and plastic masks.

let us see what tools we can make in which to make a new master piece :D

for i am your brother of destruction, who rebels against the mother of creation.

look mother , we made a painting. do you like it ? we made with the tools you gave us. i drew it with my brothers and sisters. we made a work of art. i think we well call it...the real world.